Denny's On the Mainland, Saturday Night

[justlurkinghere]

Laura was once again gone. And Derek was totally fine about that. Yeah, totally fine. He was just glaring down at his coffee cup like it offended him on every level possible and would set it on fire with the power of his hatred.

And he was apparently talking to Stiles again.

Well, it had really been more of a kidnapping because the kid had his jeep available to drive them to Denny's while the Camaro was still in Beacon Hills. But, you know, whatever got him a Grand Slam of sadness.

[[NFB, and for the kidnappee!]]

Comments

[robinonadderall]

"'Cause everyone thinks I'm dating the scary bartender with permastubble." Sure, blame your lack of game on Derek.

[justlurkinghere]

"Oh yeah. It's my fault. Your inability to get a real date," Derek replied. "What was it that happened on the ones you went to before me?"

[robinonadderall]

"Well, let's see, the first one she nearly got killed while I got kidnapped. The second one she had some psychotic freak out which was also werewolf related," Stiles said. "AKA not my fault."

[justlurkinghere]

"I'm sure."

[robinonadderall]

"I'm gonna get a date to spite you now." He was supposed to be making an attempt to get over Lydia anyway.

[justlurkinghere]

"I would love to see you try." That sounded like a dare.

[robinonadderall]

"Fine. It's gonna happen." Three minute dates totally counted. "Don't get too heartbroken over it, Der-bear."

[justlurkinghere]

"I'll cry into my pillow," Derek shot back.