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muserevival2014-04-05 11:26 pm
likerightnow) wrote in muserevival2014-04-05 11:26 pm
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[ DRABBLE CHALLENGE ] 100 Drabbles, Table 3, #43
BRIGHT
When Stiles woke, he was so hung over, just opening his eyes small cracks felt like the bright lights were laser beams being shined right into his soul. His feet were hanging out the door of the tent, he wasn’t in his sleeping bag, and he had his underwear on his head. Not to mention the fact everything hurt, and just the small rustle of his hand against the floor of the tent sounded like foghorn loudness. Sick. He also felt epically sick.
This was about the time he wished his own demise and swore he was never drinking again.
Stiles Stilinski // Teen Wolf // + Progress Table
When Stiles woke, he was so hung over, just opening his eyes small cracks felt like the bright lights were laser beams being shined right into his soul. His feet were hanging out the door of the tent, he wasn’t in his sleeping bag, and he had his underwear on his head. Not to mention the fact everything hurt, and just the small rustle of his hand against the floor of the tent sounded like foghorn loudness. Sick. He also felt epically sick.
This was about the time he wished his own demise and swore he was never drinking again.
Stiles Stilinski // Teen Wolf // + Progress Table