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the beautiful derek d. dobbs ([info]bigd) wrote in [info]valesco,
Derek only vaguely remembered Octavius Pepper from school, as their paths had little reason to cross unless he had ticked off a Prefect, but he knew Mira liked her boss well enough and didn't mind taking the evening off to accompany her since Vinny was coming as well. Mira had to flit off and do some hostessing stint or the other, he thought, but she'd left him with a drink and his friend, which he'd hardly touched as spirits lost their taste for him, and the other having wandered off some time ago. Derek didn't mind, though, as there were enough familiar and more faces that had made his time there enjoyable thus far. Not to mention the animals. So many animals, he'd almost sat on a pig hiding in the stack of hay.

"Hi," he said in reply, smiling. "My money is on the goat with the hat busting the other goats out and staging a coup."

Hearing "boyfriend" had given him an uncomfortable twitch when he'd heard it earlier. He just wasn't long-term material, not in the sense of moving forward. But when he thought about it more, he realised Mira never said or did anything to indicate that that's what she was looking for. Even with the introduction of the new title, Derek couldn't point out how their relationship or behaviour had changed in any recent way. It probably made a lot of sense, actually, because Mira seemed the type to like status-connoting titles and being able to show off arm candy. And since she was drop dead gorgeous, it probably warded off the less-flattering of the chatting up of which she was inevitably on the receiving end. Thinking through it logically had relaxed him quite a bit.

"Exactly how much of this did you plan?" Derek asked, leaning against a bale of hay. "Because I feel it necessary to point out I have a birthday in twenty days and I enjoy beer. The goats I can take or leave, but this is quite wicked."


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