[ Yeeess. He'd found it, found the thing that could fluster Stiles and make him shut up however briefly.
He's tasted victory and he can't leave it alone. He ignored the grumbling to move to the side of his bed, so that his voice would come from right behind him.]
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He's tasted victory and he can't leave it alone. He ignored the grumbling to move to the side of his bed, so that his voice would come from right behind him.]
It warms up, too. If you blow on it.