[Tate's brows pinch together and he shoots Derek a puzzled look, clearly not getting the reference. He lets Derek get to what he gets to - eating pasta a little past the half way mark but then leaving his plate, fork down, and finishing his beer before standing up. He's going to grab another from the fridge, just because the buzz is... nice. He cracks it open.]
Where do you want me? I can sit on the floor in front of the couch.
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[Tate's brows pinch together and he shoots Derek a puzzled look, clearly not getting the reference. He lets Derek get to what he gets to - eating pasta a little past the half way mark but then leaving his plate, fork down, and finishing his beer before standing up. He's going to grab another from the fridge, just because the buzz is... nice. He cracks it open.]
Where do you want me? I can sit on the floor in front of the couch.