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Stiles is the single most easy person to find.

His phone is always with him and he is very often in his room, window open, on his laptop.

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"Your parents might still have a problem with it. Especially given my record of having a restraining order against me."

He glanced at her. "Do you want me to break into your room?"

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"Such a bad boy," she said casually, still watching the ceiling.

"Would you even think about it?"

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"Would you want me to," he repeated again.

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"We're going to just go back and forth, Stiles. I asked you first."

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"No, I wouldn't break in, because I don't want to get my Dad fired. Again. Anyway, I'd sooner be invited. It'd make a nice change."

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"So, you want to be invited?"

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"If you want me in your bedroom, I want to be invited in, not just break in like a creeping creeper Derek."

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She sit up on his bed, her hand pressing to his mattress and supporting her weight, "I'm not gonna invite you unless you want to be there, otherwise I'll just be disappointed that my invitation gets rejected."

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"Nope, now you're just avoiding answering my question when I answered yours. Saying you want me in your bedroom and inviting me aren't the same thing." He watched her.

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"I don't have any porn to share in my room, Stiles."

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"You don't know that I do either!" He rolled onto his back. "You haven't found any."

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Her gaze narrowed at him, "You said you had porn that you didn't want me to find. I don't think you want me rummaging through your drawers. I mean, I will, but I do have some boundaries to my B&E charge."

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"Mm. Maybe I did." Stiles had some troubles with 'truth' some of the time. It just came so easily.

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Sigh huffed out a sigh and then patted the mattress where her hand had been supporting her. "Are you just gonna stand over there the whole time or can you come sit with me?"

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He flopped down next to her. "Hi."

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"Hello," she replied. "Now, this is the part where you just tell me what sort of pornography you may or may not have?"

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"The sort with naked people and sexual activities."

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She narrowed her eyes, smirking at him, "You're not going to give me specifics?"

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"There are no vegetables involved," he announced proudly.

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She leaned in a bit closer to him, "You're horrible at this."

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"No, I'm great at this." He leaned in. "You just don't like my answers."

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"That's because your answers aren't helping me," she replied.

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"Aren't helping you to what?"

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"Figure out what you might want from me."

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"Hang on." Stiles sat up. "You came here. I don't want anything from you. Are you saying you want to find my porn to see what I like so you can seduce me?"