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bitten_notshyIt was the last night of the full moon, which meant Jackson and Derek were free of werewolf issues for another month.
Jack, however, was not. He morosely chewed on a sandwich as he waited for the moon to rise. He'd come to love having a pack (even though some days he wouldn't admit it), but there was definitely a downside to being a different breed from the others.
[OOC: Open to whoever might be in the house!]
Jack, however, was not. He morosely chewed on a sandwich as he waited for the moon to rise. He'd come to love having a pack (even though some days he wouldn't admit it), but there was definitely a downside to being a different breed from the others.
[OOC: Open to whoever might be in the house!]
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Date: 2013-07-24 12:14 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-07-24 12:15 am (UTC)"You hold onto that for me."
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Date: 2013-07-24 12:18 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-07-24 12:19 am (UTC)"Thanks," Derek muttered awkwardly. "For helping me."
THIS IS TERRIBLE. HE WAS NEVER DOING THIS AGAIN.
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Date: 2013-07-24 12:26 am (UTC)"Anytime, bro."
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Date: 2013-07-24 12:29 am (UTC)Mmmm. Smells like crippling self worth issues.
Derek nodded, glad this wasn't going to be a thing.