Creepy Old Mansion on Phoenix Way, Tuesday Afternoon

[breakfastlover]

Standing on Phoenix Way on Maryland's Fandom Island, looking at his new house on this cloudy Tuesday afternoon, Mike was finally starting to have some second thoughts about this plan of moving away from Florida. Specifically, the part where he'd thought buying a fixer-upper that he hadn't seen except for in photographs, even if it had been

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[justlurkinghere]

No, there was just a surly werewolf. Bats might have been preferable in all honesty.

Derek did his normal looming thing from the top of the rickety staircase at the entrance of the house. And no, he was not going to say hello. Or say anything at all.

Creeper.

[breakfastlover]

Mike glanced around, at first. House did not look great, he had to say. Not great at all. And he was a little unsure about the second fl--

"Whoa!"

Yes, he did actually bring a hand up to his chest after looking up, because seriously. Random guys standing silently at the top of staircases was not something he'd been expecting. Mini heart attacks were not uncalled for.

"Uh, hi? Hello."

[justlurkinghere]

"How did you get inside?" Derek was so awesome at friendly banter.

[breakfastlover]

Again, not what Mike had been expecting.

"... With my keys?"

Keys, which he then held up. And jangled.

"See?"