Suddenly, Stiles feels every so slightly like he's wandered into some weird
sci-fi porn film. He clears his throat and puts the book back on the
shelf, turning back to the Doctor hands shoved into his pockets.
"Uh. I. So..." He furrows his brow and scratches the back of his neck.
"How's the water?"
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Date: 2014-05-26 08:17 pm (UTC)Suddenly, Stiles feels every so slightly like he's wandered into some weird sci-fi porn film. He clears his throat and puts the book back on the shelf, turning back to the Doctor hands shoved into his pockets.
"Uh. I. So..." He furrows his brow and scratches the back of his neck. "How's the water?"