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[studmuffin]

When: August 14th.
Rating: R.
Characters: Everyone! Tell your friends!
Summary: There are no Star Wars people in the City so let's have ourselves a bit of education.

What started off as a brosession quickly turned into a free for all movie night. Not that Stiles minds considering, but it means he has to plan and execute everything a lot more smoothly. So when Saya offers up the equipment they need he jumps at the chance.

Isaac helps cart everything about - werewolf strength, Stiles is envious -, and together they track down a space in Xanadu and fill it. It's not a hot night but it's warm and balmy and nobody's going to end up with pneumonia. Squashy beanbags get borrowed off a particularly hipster coffee shop and placed liberally about the place. They take what they can, couches that fit out of doors and large obnoxious cushions so everyone has a place to settle. There's a fuckton of candy too. Stiles pretty much wipes out a weeks allowance alone getting it and the soda. But if he's doing something he's doing it properly and he texts everyone the time and the place and all but collapses into a beanbag.

When people arrive he'll move. Honest.

Comments

[bettercallit]

"The time gap." It never occurred to him before, but it makes senses. "Guess you've been here long enough for things to change, huh?"

[studmuffin]

"A year now."

He shrugs. "I guess I grew up and he didn't get to see it."

[bettercallit]

"Growing up doesn't mean you're not the same person. Do whatever it is you guys did before, things'll fall back into place with a little time."

[studmuffin]

"Yeah, probably."

He just finds it awkward. There's other things to consider. His not so secret relationship with Derek for one.

"Maybe once he gets my Star Wars jokes we'll be cool."

[bettercallit]

"It's a plan that can't fail. And if you need any extra help, I could always bang your heads together."

The relationship part he suspects, but doesn't ask about; he would probably be tempted to do something drastic to find out if Derek has good intentions.

[studmuffin]

"There's totally no need for violence upon my person. I'm squishy and delicate."

[bettercallit]

"Don't sell yourself short." He takes a minute to look him up and down, though, and then pokes him in the stomach to check on the squishy factor. "Y'know, if you ever wanna build up some bulk, I'd be willing to help out."

[studmuffin]

"Hey."

Flapping his hands and shoving Clint a little. "I don't know, maybe? I like my ridiculous lifestyle of sleep."

[bettercallit]

The shove barely touches him, but he lets himself flop to the side all the same.

"You could still sleep. But parts of you that you never knew you had will probably ache."

[studmuffin]

"That doesn't sound like a good time to me, bro."

[bettercallit]

"Probably not in the beginning, but after? It feels good. And you reap the benefits."

[studmuffin]

"Are the benefits unending pain?"

[bettercallit]

"Nah, but there's less chance of running outta breath in a life or death situation."

[studmuffin]

Clint, his life does not involve life or death situations.

"Can I think about it?"

[bettercallit]

"Sure, but don't think too hard on it, I'd hate to see you hurt yourself."

He'll take your word on that, Stiles.

[studmuffin]

"Yeah yeah, you're hilarious."

[bettercallit]

"Choosing to ignore the sarcastic tone."

[studmuffin]

"It's sarcasm with love, bro!"

[bettercallit]

"That I'll take." He gives him a clap on the shoulder, smiling easily, relaxed here with the film playing in the background and everyone around them happy.