A Beach South of Tallahassee, Florida - Saturday Afternoon

[justlurkinghere]

So, Florida was warm and wonderful. And Derek hated it so much.

But it made for a nice trip around the damn near deserted FSU campus earlier that day, at least. And now there was a trip to the beach. Because they were in Florida. And it was a trip to the beach or a trip to Disney.

And Derek looked terrible in mouse ears. So.

He sat in the sand, looking surly and unapproachable to people. Which was his default expression after 'tragic and emotionally traumatized'.

[[NFB, duh. For the person there]]

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[justlurkinghere]

CONGRATS ON MAKING IT AWKWARD, DEREK. CONGRATS.

"So it's not stripping."

YEAH.

[robinonadderall]

"Not stripping," he repeated with a nod. It was going to be so awkward in the hotel room now because either Stiles was going to smell turned on the whole night or he'd have to go jerk off in the shower. LOOK WHAT YOU DID, DEREK.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek nodded. Because yeah. This entire weekend had just been filled with poor decisions.

And conversations.

HE WAS GOING TO GO ON A LONG WALK AND THINK ABOUT HIS DEAD FAMILY.

[robinonadderall]

And Stiles was gonna...not think about what he wanted to think about. Because that would be bad what with the whole being in public and sensitive werewolf nose thing going on.