[The sound of Stiles falling off of him wakes him up and he covers his eyes before he even bothers opening them, not wanting to have to go through this again. He's tired of going through everything, honestly.
But he eventually rolls himself so he can sit up, legs swinging off the side of the couch so his feet hit the floor while he looks over at Stiles.]
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But he eventually rolls himself so he can sit up, legs swinging off the side of the couch so his feet hit the floor while he looks over at Stiles.]
You were turned when you got here last night.