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Derek went home after that. Monday was a slow day for him. He went home, laid on his couch, closed his eyes and-
“Hello there nephew of mine”
“Hi” Derek opened his eyes only to find Peter standing next to him with a grin on his face that threatened him in so many ways.
“What is it?”
“Just wondering… are you gonna talk to the cute Lydia girl?”
“Yes. Why?”
“Such short answers. Just wondering. I love that girl. Can I come along?”
“No”
“Well, ok the. Have fun. Can I just… sit by you until you get a text or call with this recorder on? If it is sweet Stiles I kind of want it for mys-“
Punch.
“Shut it”
And Derek left. That was his Monday, Stiles had a busy Monday and so did everyone else, so he just did some stuff around the loft and paid bills and all that grown up stuff he used Monday to get done.