[ There is something incredibly hilarious about being let inside Steve Harrington's house in order to try and cover up the remnants of what he can only assume was a wild night. He whistles when he gets a good look at it, and shakes his head, letting out a laugh. ]
Shit, she really did a number on you. [ It's a bit weird seeing Steve like this, so casual, considering he's so used to being in monster fight mode, but it's nice. There might be a sting of envy (and whether that's because someone else is getting some and not him, or whether that someone is Steve in particular he refuses to indulge lest it give him a headache) but mostly he's just happy. He's happy that they're even in this position where the worst thing they have to worry about is how to cover up smattering of love bites. ]
So this is the famous casa del Harrington. [ He takes his time walking inside, flashing a grin at Steve, his bag of supplies clinking slightly as he walks further inside. ] Where'd you want to do this?
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Shit, she really did a number on you. [ It's a bit weird seeing Steve like this, so casual, considering he's so used to being in monster fight mode, but it's nice. There might be a sting of envy (and whether that's because someone else is getting some and not him, or whether that someone is Steve in particular he refuses to indulge lest it give him a headache) but mostly he's just happy. He's happy that they're even in this position where the worst thing they have to worry about is how to cover up smattering of love bites. ]
So this is the famous casa del Harrington. [ He takes his time walking inside, flashing a grin at Steve, his bag of supplies clinking slightly as he walks further inside. ] Where'd you want to do this?