Re: Bathrooms. Stiles/Dean
Once his latest session of throwing up was over Stiles rested in the same spot, letting the toilet cool down his skin, when he heard the voice from the other side of the stall wall.
"Water would be nice," Stiles said honestly as he tried not to slur his words. "And Isaac. Pretty perfect slave Isaac is my ticket home. Don't get him though. He probably be all 'Master wouldn't approve of your behavior' but screw my Master. He... he... he is just dumb."