"Yeah?" Derek turns away from the books at that, raising an eyebrow with an amused smirk. "Helen, huh? Are we like... together?"
A food truck. That's pretty cool. Unexpected, but cool. Derek's plans had been to go to college on a basketball scholarship, major still undecided. That must not have mattered once he was stuck here. But he likes cooking. He's been learning more and more, helping out at dinner and making lunch for all the kids. "My dad taught me how to cook. He thinks he's Bobby Flat or something, it's hilarious."
He walks over to the fridge and straightens one of the magnets, basically just nosing around curiously, and then he lets out a noise of excitement when he spots a bag of potato chips on top of the fridge. "Ooh." He grabs them excitedly, and then turns around to hold them with both hands, peering hopefully at Luke. "Can I have these? I'm hella starving."
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A food truck. That's pretty cool. Unexpected, but cool. Derek's plans had been to go to college on a basketball scholarship, major still undecided. That must not have mattered once he was stuck here. But he likes cooking. He's been learning more and more, helping out at dinner and making lunch for all the kids. "My dad taught me how to cook. He thinks he's Bobby Flat or something, it's hilarious."
He walks over to the fridge and straightens one of the magnets, basically just nosing around curiously, and then he lets out a noise of excitement when he spots a bag of potato chips on top of the fridge. "Ooh." He grabs them excitedly, and then turns around to hold them with both hands, peering hopefully at Luke. "Can I have these? I'm hella starving."