Not Really Creepy Mansion, Phoenix Way, Saturday Morning

[nomoresportscars]

It was now several months since graduation. And two since Jackson had turned eighteen. So it was probably natural that Jackson was trying to figure out his place in the world. Actually, that was what his big tour of Europe had been all about. Or a least partly. Because some of it was just touring Europe for the hell of it. And he'd been pretty good at it, too. Apart from the few full moon incidents. Including the one that meant he wasn't going to be returning to Milan any time soon.

But he wasn't doing so great with finding his place. Nothing really fit. And it was infuriating.

So why was he in the mansion's kitchen on Fandom right now? Screw you, you didn't need to know. (This was not a pack thing. No.) All the necessary information was this: these people really needed to lock their doors better. Also, the contents of their fridge were laughable, but at least the coffee was decent.

Mostly because he'd just brewed it from something he'd brought over from Marseille.

[ooc: Idek. Open for residents and visitors and whatever, though.]

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[justlurkinghere]

"It's not the full moon," Derek pointed out. Because he was a dick.

[nomoresportscars]

Such a dick.

"Oh, good," Jackson replied dryly. "You can read a calendar. You must be so proud."

[justlurkinghere]

"Done with your pretentious road trip?"

They loved each other so much.

[nomoresportscars]

"You need to actually drive around for it to be a road trip," Jackson said with a sigh, as if this should have been obvious and was tedious to explain. "I'm on a break."

On a break from finding himself. Yes.

[justlurkinghere]

"A break."

[nomoresportscars]

"A break."

He took a sip from his mug – one of Mike's, actually – to give the impression that that was a valid contribution to the conversation at this point.

[justlurkinghere]

"You're going to meet my sister."

That would go well.

[nomoresportscars]

"... What?"

At least he didn't state it out loud that he was pretty sure that all of Derek's sisters were supposed to be dead.

[justlurkinghere]

He was growing as a person!

Derek raised his eyebrows, just daring him to say something.

[nomoresportscars]

Jackson huffed out an annoyed breath.

"Why."

You weren't getting a question mark out of him, Derek.

[justlurkinghere]

"Because she's pack." Duh. "Jack has already met her."

[nomoresportscars]

"What does that have to do with me?"

Only everything. He knew that, too. But he was an ass, even if he'd brought some good coffee over.

[justlurkinghere]

"Why are you in my kitchen? " Derek shot back.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles shuffled into the kitchen expecting to find Derek and coffee waiting for him. But no. It was Jackson and...well, coffee but coffee he probably wasn't allowed to have.

"What are you doing here?"

[nomoresportscars]

Well, as long as he didn't actually ask for the coffee, he'd probably be allowed to take it. Just don't make Jackson acknowledge he was allowing it to happen.

"Answering stupid questions," he replied dryly. Which was somehow supposed to take attention away from the fact that it wasn't a stupid question at all.

[robinonadderall]

"Get bored of Europe or something?"

[nomoresportscars]

Jackson scoffed. "No, I'm just making a pit stop to figure out where to go next."

Soooort of true, if you squinted.

[robinonadderall]

"Didn't you apply to any colleges?" he asked.

[nomoresportscars]

"No," Jackson said , going for round two of 'what a stupid question' but really ending up a little too awkard for that.

This was what happened when he didn't have Lydia pushing him forward. And also when he got blinded by ideas of freedom and power and striving forward on his own.

[robinonadderall]

"Must be nice to have that option." He genuinely felt that way too after recently signing away his life in student loans and having spent all of what little savings he had on school books. And he still needed his dad's help paying for the last few books he needed.

He was gonna have to start pawning his stuff soon.

[nomoresportscars]

Maybe Jackson's parents should have adopted him instead.

"Sure it is," he said. "Guess you geeked it up and applied somewhere, hmm?"

[robinonadderall]

"University of Maryland," he answered, ignoring the geek comment. Because he was sort of a geek. "They have a good criminology program."

And if he happened to be only an hour and a half away from Derek, well, total coincidence.

[nomoresportscars]

Oh good, this was much easier terrain for Jackson to find sure footing on.

"Mm, of course they do," he drawled, "and this whole house reeking of you has nothing at all to do with that choice, I'm sure."

[robinonadderall]

Stiles rolled his eyes, going for some coffee. "I applied to the school before I was dating Derek."

Though, yes, half the reason to apply there in the first place was to keep close.

[nomoresportscars]

"Riiight."

But at least he wasn't getting told off for getting coffee, so that was something.