Beacon Hills, CA - Friday Night

After spending his evening lurking along the edges of a high school party in order to keep an eye Scott so that he didn't freak out and murder everyone there, Derek had really had enough. Because, really. He didn't like adult parties, why would he like being anywhere near a bunch of idiotic teenagers drinking and groping each other.

( Ugh. Teen Wolves. The worst. )

[[NFB, of course! Taken from Wolf Moon again.]]