The Devil's Nest, Wednesday Evening

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If Derek hadn't had to come in for his job, he would have been out in the woods, trying to work off some of the energy that had been building up this week. The very, very strange energy that he did not like in the slightest.

And meant he was taking several showers and occasionally a dive into the ocean.

The DJ helped nothing with his insistence on playing music with more than just slightly suggestive lyrics. Because he was a dick like that.