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[With a roll of her eyes but still smiling, Lydia shakes her head as she leans closer to him. He's not supposed to go back to sleep. They have things to do.

So the presses a very soft kiss to the corner of his lips then pulls back just a little.]

Wake up, Stiles. We have to decorate.

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