( She really likes her cocoa, which is his thought as he strides in past her, electricity coursing through his knuckles. He flexes his fingers, having held this in for longer than he'd intended. It's a journey going from the person who tells people nothing and the person who knows he had to find someone to tell everyone. It looks like Emma is his Ethan. He turns back, trying to decide how he's going to describe it. )
Derek's here. Again. He was here before, but he's here - now. Today. And yesterday.
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Derek's here. Again. He was here before, but he's here - now. Today. And yesterday.