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I hate this already
Why did I let you talk me into this?
Derek typed furiously and hit send a bit more forcefully than necessary.
Scott’s reply came a second later.
Because I’m literally in another state and I couldn’t have made it
But they need representatives of the pack there, so you agreed to go
Derek huffed as he answered.
Correction: Stiles agreed to go
And signed me up for it without asking me!
Semantics, Derek, came the infuriating message from Scott. Anyway, what is so bad about it?
Derek stared at the screen, his teeth clenching as his knuckles turned white from the effort to keep his anger under control.
Scott, you TOOK MY CAR
I am on a freaking bus with several dozens of people!
Do you have any idea what it’s like as a werewolf???!
Well, I’m sorry, but not everyone has a car, asshole
Stiles could have taken you
I AM NOT SITTING IN THAT DEATH TRAP FOR A 4-HOUR JOURNEY
That’s your problem, then, Derek
Millions of people take buses all around the world
Oh, just cut the crap, Scott. You’re enjoying this
What can I say. I’m not a good person
Stop fishing for compliments, it’s not a good look
But anyway, it can’t be that bad
Excuse you, but I can literally smell someone
Eating a horrendous salad full of mustard and pickles
2 cars from here!!!
There’s also someone listening to Rachmaninov by the door
At a volume that makes me deaf even from this distance!
And I’m pretty sure the woman behind me is staring daggers at me
I can smell her disdain
Let me take a photo and see
Yup, called it
Umm
Derek?
???
Stiles is drooling on your shoulder
Oh yeah. He fell asleep 5 minutes in
Why do you think I’m talking to you!?