{Latin ^ Meaning - Forgive? Forget?} Saturday, February 5th 2011 {Day 28}
AU: Probably one of The Longest Parts you'll ever read.
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Meanwhile, at the Beacon Hills Preserve, Scott trailed Stiles and Morwen down a dark trail in the woods, guided by the soft glow of the almost full moon.
Scott's voice carried the weight of his lingering turmoil from Allison's words the day before. "Can you at least give me a clue about why we're out here?"
"When your best friend gets dumped," Stiles boldly yet empathetically replied.
Scott raised an eyebrow, surprised by Stiles' assumption. "I didn't get dumped. We're just taking a break."
A soft burst of laughter escaped Morwen as they spoke gently. "Well, when your Twin hears from their "Girlfriend" that they want to take a break..."
Morwen then tossed their backpack to Stiles, who quickly retrieved a bottle of Jack Daniels from it.
As Morwen unzipped their black jacket, they skillfully wrapped it around their waist, perfectly accentuating their light blue wide-leg denim pants. Stiles couldn't help but notice their short brown crop top, adorned with a delicate white mushroom embroidery at the center. Meanwhile, Morwen swiftly rolled up each sock, adorned with two black stripes, and hurriedly bent down to double knot their shoelaces.
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A faint grin played at the corner of Stiles' lips. "You plan to get said twin and, more importantly, best friend intoxicated," he remarked, a smile forming as he held the partially consumed bottle of Jack. Setting it down on a nearby rock, he noted that it was only half empty.
Morwen, with a touch of pride, retrieved a decent-sized joint from behind their left ear, partially concealed by their black beanie. As they held it up, a stray strand of brunette hair escaped from their low ponytail. "And to achieve a delightful cross-fade as well," they added.
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The passage of time had become indiscernible, but it had been long enough for Stiles to be completely intoxicated. Morwen, on the other hand, was thoroughly under the influence. A blazing fire inside a steel trash can provided warmth for the trio of friends.
