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[ She looks, perhaps, a tad miserable and she sounds miserable, but Allison Argent is the leader of a family of hunters of the supernatural. She's not going to let something like the flu get in her way. That said, she knows she needs to rest, which is why she's laying in bed when she appears on the network. ] Um. So I got this weird message... 'we ride at dawn'? I tried to message it back, but it wouldn't go through. So, um, sorry to whoever sent it, but I think you sent it to the wrong person. Maybe try again?

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[stiles shrugs one shoulder weakly and smiles.]

As okay as everyone else is on this ship lately. I'm thinking of just holing up in my room and becoming a hermit, between being sick and none of the doors working right, but I know everyone would miss me too much.

[translation: i have two full moons to deal with in the next three days, kill me, kill me now.]

That really doesn't sound like a bad idea. I can sneak over there and join you? Although Prada might start to miss me.

[ translation: i have a long SEC shift coming up I FEELS U BRO I FEELS U ]

Doors always open. [and stiles makes as grandiose a gesture as he can work up right now to his door over his shoulder.]

[ She laughs a little and then starts coughing. ] Ow. Maybe I'll nap first, and then drop by.

[he offers allison an extremely sloppy salute.] I'll be here.

We can start working out the details of our own rhoomba battle bots ring. Or watch a shitty movie.

Or make fun of boys.

Or all three?

Why not, I can multitask.

[ She starts coughing again, and when the fit stops, she smiles weakly. ] Great. Me too. As soon as I can get out of bed, I'm there.

It's a date. [a beat] Well. Y'know. Not a date. Oh, you know what I mean.

Friend date? [ She sounds kind of hopeful. ]

Sounds perfect.

See you soon.

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