[He remembered, belatedly, that she could hear lies and mentally kicked himself in the ass. He should have reworded that, but he was sort of caught off guard, not expecting to see anything out of the ordinary and faced with werewolf boob instead. Nice werewolf boob, but he was also a teenage boy and all boobs were nice boobs.
He tossed his stuff in the dryer and stayed there, looking up out of his thoughts of trying not to think about boobs, werewolf boobs in specific, when she walked in.]
Right. Sure. Okay. I'll uh...
[What, walk past her? Walk behind her? Would she think he was staring at her ass now that he--
He was over thinking this. It was an accident, plain and simple. If she hadn't decked him for it by now, she wasn't going to.]
I figured it was appropriately Stiles.
He tossed his stuff in the dryer and stayed there, looking up out of his thoughts of trying not to think about boobs, werewolf boobs in specific, when she walked in.]
Right. Sure. Okay. I'll uh...
[What, walk past her? Walk behind her? Would she think he was staring at her ass now that he--
He was over thinking this. It was an accident, plain and simple. If she hadn't decked him for it by now, she wasn't going to.]
Um... Couch? Couch.