Cold

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Derek was already with luca in the two boys apartment, the table stacked with beers and snack mixed perfectly with thier ongoing game, but he was so distracted that he hadn't won any game. “Dude!” Luca called for the nth time since the brunettes mind was somewhere far, “Yeah did you say something ?” “You always beat me in this game even with your eyes closed, where is your head at,?”he called worridly Derek just sighed dropping the game pad before heaving a loud sigh balncing deeper into the couch “Sorry man, I just am not really in the mood to play” “Bullshit, you are always in the mood,””something's gotta be terribly wrong to miss all four rounds” luca called “Dude speak up “Promise you won't freak out” “Go for it” **** Derek’s POV “What the f**k, !” Luca let out with surpri

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