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❝Life's under no obligation to give us what we expect❞ - Margaret Mitchell

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Life's under no obligation to give us what we expect - Margaret Mitchell

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Beacon Hills, California

Jackson Whittemore was back in town, and he isn't here for sight seeing. He's here to show a certain somebody that they're a douche.

However, Jackson isn't alone, nope, he has three people that came along. "So, are you three ready?" He asks, looking towards his boyfriend and two friends.

"Sure, but let try to keep it calm, I don't feel like yelling." Danny says, looking between the three.

"It depends, Derek better not try to use a stupid excuse." Isaac speaks, looking at his beautifully tanned boyfriend, he bites his lip admiringly at Danny.

"Lahey, now it's not the time to eye fuck Danny, chill out." Jackson looks at the dirty blonde with a weird look, smelling his scent change.

"Oh but you can look at Ethan with sex eyes all the time, that's bullshit." Isaac huffs with an eye roll.

"Alright, both of you breathe before you start fighting, we're on the same side, remember, team Stiles." Danny speaks slowly, trying to calm his boyfriend and best friend.

"Right, so babe, please shush up." Ethan speaks up, grinning at Jackson when the Kanima sends him a glare.

"You're lucky I'm on team Stiles, or I would've killed you." Jackson grumbles.

"You wouldn't, you love me too much." Ethan grins.

"It only wants to make me kill you even more, sweetheart." Jackson sarcastically smiles at him before he turns around and looks the building in front of them.

"Do we really have to go in there? After Erica and Boyd, the loft felt boring, I don't wanna go." Isaac says, pointing to the building and looking at Danny.

Danny smiles at him softly. "We have to, think about it this way, Erica and Boyd are right next to you, screaming at Derek also."

Isaac breaks into a smile, he can definitely think about that. "Okay, let's go, I have anger from my childhood to release." He says with a glint in his eye.

"Now we're talking Lahey, let's go." Jackson grins at the taller male before heading towards the building, the other three in tow.

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Malia and Kira was woken up by rapid knocking on their door. "Not it, you go answer it." Malia grumbles, turning over in bed.

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