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[werewolfing]

Don't ever tell a man he doesn't need to listen to you, that's the only thing he'll ever hear again.

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If that ever happens, I didn't want him around in the first place.

[just saying]

[werewolfing]

[he laughs. peter isn't above exploiting the well-earned reputation of men for being stupid, but steph already has his number.]

I never said it'd be any great loss.

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It's actually not a bad way to weed out the assholes.

[looking so thoughtful rn]

[werewolfing]

If you weed out all the assholes, who're you even going to talk to?

[because lbr, peter knows he's kind of an asshole.]

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You, for starters.

[Nope tough it's time for a compliment and a warm smile because she feels like being sappy.]

[werewolfing]

Flattery will get you everywhere with me, girl wonder.

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Oh, I already knew that.

[And that warm smile turns cheeky.

Feelings time over.]

[werewolfing]

Probably not that big a secret, huh?

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I had you figured out from day one.

[bullshit]

[werewolfing]

Uh huh.

[he remembers day one, steph. there was no number-having.]

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[Shh]

It's not actually the worst first impression I've made.

[speaking of that day]

[werewolfing]

Obviously, since here we are.

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Hey, I've totally recovered from some of those worst first impressions.

[some, not all.]

[werewolfing]

Did you come tell them stories too?

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Nah, you were just special.

[AND HE STILL IS.

gross, feelings.]

[werewolfing]

You're too sweet to me, girl wonder.

[it doesn't really matter that he's pretty sure she had no idea who he was when she stayed in the cage and told him stories. a girl like steph has no particular reason to be friends with a guy like him, no explicable secondary motivation, but here they are months later with matching tattoos.]

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I'm just as sweet as I oughta be.

[Even without considering how much of her shit he's put up with.]

[werewolfing]

And smooth, too, shit.

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I've been known to manage that on occasion.

[Not as often as she'd like, but whatever.]

[werewolfing]

You and your wiles.

[he should probably mind them more than he does, really.]

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[The face she just made tho]

I think wiles might be taking it a little far.

[werewolfing]

Only because you haven't faced them.

[he is so messing with her.]

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[she scoffs]

Pretty sure I'd know if I had wiles.

[werewolfing]

Nnnnnope. Part and parcel of having wiles is denying the wiles.