confiscated: (⇀ the weak fall)
Brooks Myers ([personal profile] confiscated) wrote in [personal profile] calloused 2019-12-27 07:59 am (UTC)

I know what I want.

[Tate says, slumped low in his seat and rubbing at his eyes. He's stayed up most of the night and really could use a second wind, but with Derek around he's not really able to sniff it. So he runs his hand back through his hair, smoothing blond curls flat against his scalp while staring out the window.]

I don't have anything to lose, anyway. Might as well. So you don't need to keep asking. I'm in.

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