General RP Damnit. . . Teenagers. . . (Firestarter)

Kalin bites his lip, glancing between the two. He lets out a heavy breath, slowly standing, "Well, I say yes." He cuts Derek a look, "But no later than mine. And public places only. If we can't go there and chack on you, it's a no go." He takes Derek's hand, tugging him away before the other could protest.
 
"Derek, everyone gets hurt in life! And Demi is smart. And so are we, we've both been through shitty relationships. She listens to us when we tell her not to do something." He reaches out, taking Derek's hands, pulling him close. "She's fifteen, she has three years before she goes off to college. It's better she learns now, while we can help her before she flounders where we can't reach her."
 
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