| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - By the time Stiles got his clothes mostly in order, he was walking through a silent house.???Later, asshole,??? he muttered as he closed the door, just in case Derek was still there..At home, Stiles threw his hoodie into a corner and himself onto his bed, body a jangle of squiggled-line emotions: triumph, disbelief, smugness, indignance, repeat cycle.
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