[ about forty floors to go, by the time tate calls him. about twenty to go by the time it's done. the girl tate's with forwards the address, and derek only vaguely knows how to get there, but he thinks he can feel it out. he has his werewolf senses back - worst case scenario, he goes to tate's place, breathes something in and tracks his scent. wouldn't be hard. ]
Yeah.
[ but it probably won't come to that. the elevator stops, its steel doors opening, some old man and his sub stepping in. derek doesn't want to deal with company, so he gets out and takes the stairs, texting tate as he half-jogs to the entrance of his highrise building. ]
Wait for me outside. I don't want to go in and talk to anyone.
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Yeah.
[ but it probably won't come to that. the elevator stops, its steel doors opening, some old man and his sub stepping in. derek doesn't want to deal with company, so he gets out and takes the stairs, texting tate as he half-jogs to the entrance of his highrise building. ]
Wait for me outside.
I don't want to go in and talk to anyone.