She sniffs again, hesitating for a moment before letting herself pitch forward and lean on him, hiding her face in his collar. Sometimes she just needs a hug, and since Stiles is rarely around and Dean is at work, Hansel's being called up to bat.
"My fucking day, man," she moans, voice thick with tears. "Can I just get a do-over?"
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Date: 2013-03-19 04:30 am (UTC)"My fucking day, man," she moans, voice thick with tears. "Can I just get a do-over?"