Room 222 and Beyond, Sunday Evening
Jun. 23rd, 2013 06:11 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
nomoresportscarsSo, here it was. The night of the full moon. The first one since Jackson's transition from kanima into werewolf. And it was going to be fine. Despite what Stiles had said, and despite what Jack had said, and despite whatever it was that had made Jim decide to bail on the room for the night. He was going to be fine. He was going to show them all that he was better than just losing control again. Super moon be damned. He was better. Because he had to be.
Right?
Okay, so, he was pacing around the room and still weighing his options. There was still good time to go out into the preserve, like Jack had said. Just in case. Or he could still just stay here. It could be just fine. He was strong. He was stronger than this. Who wanted to wake up God knows where the next morning, anyway?
... But what if?
He kept pacing.
[ooc: Omg my bb's first full moon. Post is for that poor guy Stilinski who always gets to deal with bb werewolves, and up early 'cause timezones. Wolfy bits NFB, please.]
Right?
Okay, so, he was pacing around the room and still weighing his options. There was still good time to go out into the preserve, like Jack had said. Just in case. Or he could still just stay here. It could be just fine. He was strong. He was stronger than this. Who wanted to wake up God knows where the next morning, anyway?
... But what if?
He kept pacing.
[ooc: Omg my bb's first full moon. Post is for that poor guy Stilinski who always gets to deal with bb werewolves, and up early 'cause timezones. Wolfy bits NFB, please.]
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Date: 2013-06-23 07:59 pm (UTC)He wasn't going to share that.
And it was just as well, because that was about when they got outside.