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[sarcasticdefence]

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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"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?"

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Erica frowned. It wasn't that she had planned on seducing him, but she figured she could at least try to see if he was interested in being seduced. She was bored. His friends were off doing wolf-broing-it-up things. Why not make the best of a bad situation?

"You don't want anything from me? Nothing at all." She sounded slightly hurt.

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"Well, no. Not under this situation. Honestly, I'm starting to get a little uncomfortable." He was. She was beautiful, but having someone climb into your room, start asking about porn and then get pushy about him in her room was weirding him out a bit.

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She sighed, sitting up straighter. "Fine."

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"But we could, you know. Just hang out." His gaze flicked to the door. "I've got a gaming system downstairs."

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Well, now she felt uncomfortable. "You don't have to take pity on me, Stiles. I'll just go." She rose to her feet, pushing off of the bed.

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"It's an offer to spend time as friends." He leaned on his hands as she had before.

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"Yeah, but I broke in here. You didn't want to spend time with me anyway. It's fine." She'll just pause in the middle of the room. Should she go back out the window or use the door...

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"Seriously. You can stay. I was going to play something anyway. I've got two controllers."

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There was more frowning, "No, I should probably go." She moved to the window, putting her one leg out. She felt awkward and uneasy and throwing a competitive anything into it wasn't going to help matters.