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Stiles: Dude, is that even a real question? Always onion rings.

Isaac: Man after my own heart. :P How's Der?

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Stiles: The diner must have curly fries. That's my only demand.

Isaac: What about onion rings? Usually that comes with the territory, but still.

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Stiles: Your words just caressed my soul.

Isaac: I know, buddy. I felt them on a spiritual level too.

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Stiles: Dude! I'm glad. You and me, we should find a diner or something, make that our default hang out place, you know?

Isaac: Definitely! Like somewhere where we complain that we don't have the time to work out anymore and then eat copious amounts of curly fries.

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Stiles: Maybe I meant Bootylicious or something. That's a good one, right?

Stiles: Kidding. Love you too, man. Next year's gonna be pretty awesome, right?

Isaac: I just put my deposit down for St. John's (New York!!) so yeah, pretty damn awesome.

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Stiles: Okay, so I might have been half asleep when I texted that. I think I meant a different song of hers. Whatever - point is, you can't be replaced.

Isaac: I love you, dude. Like, really.

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Stiles: See? Irreplaceable. Beyoncé wrote a song about you and everything.

Isaac: Stiles, the song literally goes "I can have another you in a minute" and "don't you ever for a second get to thinking you're irreplaceable."

Isaac: Do you even listen to Beyoncé?

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Stiles: No fair! There's no one I could ever possibly know that wears as many scarves as you. I'd be left behind in the dust without my own rebound. ;(

Isaac: Danny's grandmother even made me a scarf, dude. I've become iconic.

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Stiles: Stranger things have happened, you know. But thanks. You better not replace me either.

Isaac: What if I find another lanky post-buzzcut werewolf-dating stud to pal around with? Hmmm? ;)

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Stiles: Kind of weird. He's like her alpha, but he's also sort of whipped when it comes to her. She better not be replacing me, is all I'm saying.

Isaac: An Alpha's Alpha. Kinda cute, but I don't think you're ever gonna be replaceable to any of us, Stiles. Specially not Der.

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Stiles: Not for long though, especially if you come to visit.

Stiles: Which you will, 'cause I will accept no less, dude.

Isaac: Is it weird with Derek being all dog-ish and her being an actual dog, or does it actually work?

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Stiles: At least she doesn't slobber all over your neck, right?

Isaac: Nah, I appear to have dodged that... slimy bullet.

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Stiles: He'll warm up, you'll see.

Stiles: Yeah, she's a beast. Cute and fluffy, but man, when she jumps on you, you either go down or by some miracle you only stumble back seven feet.

Isaac: Fish is the same way, except she jumps from above onto my shoulders. She's a little tightrope artist.

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Stiles: I'm inviting you over anyway - he doesn't have to do a thing but sit there and be civil. Anyway, I don't see why Fish couldn't go.

Isaac: Civil Derek is silence, which I guess is best in this case.

Isaac: You guys still have Thovie, right? I bet she's huge now, way bigger than Fish.

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Stiles: He better not, or I'll kick his ass.

Stiles: I think you're smarter than you think you are, man. I think you should go to college if you want to, or get a job if you want - but don't do it just for him, you know? If you go up to New York for college, you and me, we'll drive down and visit him whenever you guys want, alright?

Stiles: Just don't write yourself off yet.

Isaac: I think I might go to New York for college. I mean, it couldn't hurt, right? And I'll see you and Derek (if he still wants to see me). I just hope I can take Fish along.

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Stiles: Why does he want distance?

Isaac: I... don't know. But he's not going to break it off with me again, he knows how bad it hurt the last time.

Isaac: Maybe I should just move in with him, or like get a job and an apartment near his college. I'm not smart enough for his colleges, but I can at least be near him that way, right?