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StilesStilinski: MOOD
I post the picture on Instagram then I move onto Twitter.
Spending some one on one time with this silly chick who also answers to Channing Scott Stilinski. (I totally have a mugshot that looks like this) -Stiles Stilinski
I believe its important to spend quality time with the twins separately so they know I love them individually and don't see them as one person but as 2 people that just look identical.
So Chan is with me today and Malia volunteered to spend time with Claudia. Speaking of my angel.
"Hello? Is something wrong?" I answer my phone at the first ring holding onto Chan's hand as we walk down the sidewalk with her eating ice cream.
"No no, of course not." She quickly reassures me. "You know I'd never let anything happen to them."
"I do know that babe."
"I just called to ask if it was okay for me to post a picture of Claudia. I'm not really even that into social media but she looks so cute. I didn't want to post it in case you didn't want your fans to know about me or it's maybe too soon or-"
"Malia relax." I laugh at her nervous ramble. "I would never hide or deny how madly in love with you I am. If you want to show off how adorable my baby is than who am I to stop you. F-u-c-k anyone that has a problem with it. I love you for asking but you don't have to next time." Chan and I stop at an intersection and I look down at her finishing up her ice cream cone. she looks up and gives me a wide smile with chocolate all over her face and I smile back.
"Okay you're right thanks. So what are you two doing today?"
"Um I'm taking princess to the comic book store so she can see where her daddy spent all his money that didn't go toward maintaining Roscoe." I laugh transferring the phone to my shoulder to free my hand. I pulled out a little packet of wet wipes that I learned to always carry with me and I used it to clean up Channing's face causing her to start giggling at the feeling.
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