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

A small smirk curls at the edges of Derek lips. "For the first time since I met my husband, I can say I'm pleasantly surprised." He pockets the money and slowly stands from his chair. "As you said earlier, have my princess back home by eleven." He extends his hand to Ryder, still holding a dominant aura while smirking.
 

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