New York State of Mind

[trisket]

The thing about New York that was probably the most annoying was the price of apartments. While the Hale's had money after the fire, most of it was sunk into education and Laura's restaurant. So, they all lived together in a big multi-unit. It was nice for the wolves in them but not so much for being siblings.

"Come on, Derek, please." Cora sounded really pathetic through the phone. "I've got to go to this class and I'm going to be late if I stop and if I don't go someone's going to steal all my clothes."

Derek wished his sister could see his glare through the phone but sadly they weren't video chatting at the moment. "Why don't you ask Jackson?"

"He's actually in class right now. Don't you know his schedule? Come on, you're going right by the laundromat. Pleeeeease."

"Fine, fine, which drier?" He asked with a heavy sigh.

This was typical of his sister. She couldn't schedule her way out of a paper bag. It was a wonder she actually could make it to class on time at all or remember when she had to beat what time. He shouldn't be the one she took advantage of just because he was done with classes for the day. He still had work to do.

Yet, here he was with a bag borrowed from the laundromat, emptying a drier of his sister's clothes. This was his life.

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[adderall]

There wasn't much that Stiles did by clockwork, but sure enough, every Friday afternoon she made her way down to the laundromat to get her laundry for the week done. It was the only afternoon free of any classes, and Scott usually managed to talk her into doing all sorts at the weekend -- from playing lacrosse to seeing live bands. Thus, laundry was done on a Friday.

She tapped her pen at the edge of her notepad, as she worked through the chapter in the textbook they'd been assigned as homework. The distant sound of the washers was barely audible over the music playing through her headphones. Her laundry basket was tucked by her feet as she waited for the cycle to end.

Stiles glanced up when the door opened, revealing what had to be the most attractive guy she'd seen in a long time entering the laundromat. She felt her cheeks heat up as she looked determinedly down at her textbook. Yeah, she did not need to embarrass herself horribly today. She was given enough opportunity to do that on a day-to-day basis.