[ yeah, yeah - derek doesn't bother replying. he finishes driving out to autonomy, parking, as he always does, somewhere dark and borderline inaccessible - the powder blue jeep is slightly more noticeable than anything sleek and black he had back home, but derek's not ready to trade her for anything else yet. he slips out of doscoe and shuts her up tight, heading inside autonomy to find tate behind the bar.
it's pretty nostalgic here. been a while since he's been in. derek didn't expect to feel nostalgic over anything in duplicity, let alone a club, but nostalgia's been hitting him a lot lately. he's in leather, like always - a black jacket, zipped up thanks to the weather, hiding the henley he has beneath. black pants, black gloves, black boots with black laces. he's very derek, today, which makes the bright red parcel he has in his hand, topped with a big, gold bow, stand out all the more.
he gets to the bar, and he doesn't set it down in front of tate. he just - throws it his way without warning. ]
Heads up.
[ if tate unwraps it now, he'll find... something. ]
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it's pretty nostalgic here. been a while since he's been in. derek didn't expect to feel nostalgic over anything in duplicity, let alone a club, but nostalgia's been hitting him a lot lately. he's in leather, like always - a black jacket, zipped up thanks to the weather, hiding the henley he has beneath. black pants, black gloves, black boots with black laces. he's very derek, today, which makes the bright red parcel he has in his hand, topped with a big, gold bow, stand out all the more.
he gets to the bar, and he doesn't set it down in front of tate. he just - throws it his way without warning. ]
Heads up.
[ if tate unwraps it now, he'll find... something. ]