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Stiles hadn’t been in Beacon Hills in five years, hadn’t seen Derek in nearly as long, when he got the text:
New number: (+530) 365-2421
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An abundance of overeating and geekery, dangerous caffeine/sugar cereal addictions, surprise werewolves, bird insults, purple-eyed shrimp, reincarnated serial killers (it's cool, he has a leash), poorly played professional baseball, and a love story. In that order.
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04 Jun 2018
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Derek is a fake psychic (that’s an accident). Stiles goes to work for him (that’s deliberate). Stiles is pretty good at figuring things out (that’s alarming). Derek is pretty slow at figuring himself out (that’s unsurprising).
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12 Apr 2018
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"Hello. This is Alpha Vernon Boyd, calling from Camp Remus about—"
"Derek?" Talia asks, confused. "You're calling about Derek? Is he okay? What happened?"
"Oh, boy." Melissa blows out a breath. "All right. Is he hurt?"
"He's been there for two hours, what could he possibly have—" John pauses. "Hang on, Camp Remus? Like the werewolf camp?"
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09 Apr 2018
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Every living thing in the store was reacting to Stiles, including Derek. He suppressed the urge to brush up against him, to touch his hand, to lean into him.
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18 Feb 2018
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