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Claudia wipes her forehead with the back of her hand, behind the counter in the kitchens was hot with all the ovens going full blast. Flour is left behind on her forehead as her hands are coated in the stuff. She was kneading dough when she heard the bell from the front door of the bakery shop jingle. “Shit.” She mutters under her breath before calling out, “One second, be right with you.” Getting to the sink to wash her hands off she comes around out of the kitchen wiping her hands with a towel. “Sorry about that. What can I do for you?”
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musepalooza-blog · 8 years
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Birthday - Open Rp - Stiles
It was his birthday.
More than that, it was his 18th birthday.  He was finally legal.  It was a wonderful feeling.  Scott was already 18.  Same with Lydia, Kira, Isaac, and pretty much everyone in the senior class.  He was one of the youngest in their year and he had always hated it.
But now that was over.  He was finally 18 and he planned on partying!
Of course, that all had to be screwed over because it was the full moon.  Go figure.  The day he became a man was also the day his best friend had to deal with a bunch of teeny werewolves who couldn’t control themselves on the full moon.
“I think I’m cursed.”
He sat outside of his house with a bottle of cola in hand, looking up at the full moon.
“My party has to be postponed because of the full moon.  I mean, it sucks.  No one else had to postpone their parties.”
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