justlurkinghere (
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The Devil's Nest, Wednesday Evening
So, Derek was now the not so proud manager of an apartment building. Which was. Yeah. It wasn't even abandoned. Or filled with things that could give you tetanus!
How do people even function there?
For those reasons, he wasn't paying any attention to the DJ's music choice tonight. Which was, once again, Taylor Swift based. Because that DJ hated all joy in the world.
How do people even function there?
For those reasons, he wasn't paying any attention to the DJ's music choice tonight. Which was, once again, Taylor Swift based. Because that DJ hated all joy in the world.

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"You figured me out. I have the taste of an idiotic teenage boy."
Like you!
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Taylor Swift's popularity had died down sometime before humanity discovered the mass relays. Which was sad because the krogan probably would have loved her.
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She was eyeing Derek a little now. He didn't seem the teenage girl type.
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"Excuse me, could I get a beer, please?" she requested, sounding polite as usual but also a tad bit strained. "And -- maybe a shot glass full of water, if you wouldn't mind."
Because duckling.
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She uncapped the beer and took a long, grateful swig of it before turning her attention to the shot glass, holding it out for her new feathered friend to lap at.
"Thank you, by the way," she added. "I was hoping it would just go away before water became an issue, but as it's been quite a few hours now..."
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The Lounge/Dance Floor
The VIP Area
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