Derek was still laying on the couch, on his stomach thank you, watching bad television this morning. His back was almost at 100%, but for now he was going to enjoy the wonder of having a place to recuperate that wasn't abandoned or looking like someone might build a meth lab there any moment now.
It was almost novel!
Now he just had to avoid Stiles until he could move normally again.
[[Open, of course!]]
It was almost novel!
Now he just had to avoid Stiles until he could move normally again.
[[Open, of course!]]