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[suckstobestrange]

INBOX text / audio / video / action [Stephen hasn't bothered to record a proper voicemail message, so enjoy the standard one. Because let's be real he has way too many Important Trashdoctor Things To Do to be worrying about which of you nerds know who's number they've phoned. You're smart, he has faith you can figure it out. Or something.] code credit

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[wingedman]

Didn't say you ever weren't.

[Look, he's known you for a year now, he's qualified to judge in that area.]

Uh-huh. Especially when you're falling on your ass while ice skating.

[Never going to let you live that one down, Stephen. <3]

[suckstobestrange]

I don't know what you're talking about, Wilson.

[Just pretending at haughty prim attitude as he crouches to offer a hand Sirius's way. If the dog was staying, might as well make friends, right?]

[wingedman]

Uh-huh. I bet you don't know anything about the hair dye I found in the bathroom the other day, either.

[While everyone who resides in the Sanctum at least part-time has dark hair, there's really only one candidate here.]

Unless you really wanna tell me Billy's going grey prematurely.

[Sirius sniffs at Stephen's hand, then licks it in a doggy hello.]

[suckstobestrange]

It's tragic isn't it? [Not that his tone was at all serious, but he might as well run with the ridiculous excuse for a moment just to be a jerk.

He holds his hand still for doggy kisses, before moving to scratch idly behind the lab's ear.]

What can I say I'm vain.

[wingedman]

[Sam nuzzles at Stephen's temple for a moment, planting a kiss by his ear.]

You don't need to. Although I don't mind looking like your hot young thing.

[Yeah, Sam, you're so young.]