[Tate agrees quietly, resisting the urge to give another shrug. He eats a few more bites, watching Derek with inquisitive dark eyes before pulling on one of his curls to straighten it out - when tugged, it's much longer than it looks. He lets it snap back up into place.]
I wouldn't mind eating dinner here a few times a week. Or in the treehouse. I'm not really good at making things myself, so it'd be... cool, I guess.
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[Tate agrees quietly, resisting the urge to give another shrug. He eats a few more bites, watching Derek with inquisitive dark eyes before pulling on one of his curls to straighten it out - when tugged, it's much longer than it looks. He lets it snap back up into place.]
I wouldn't mind eating dinner here a few times a week. Or in the treehouse. I'm not really good at making things myself, so it'd be... cool, I guess.