Derek I Stiles
[Mon 1:58am – Outgoing Call]
"We must stop meeting like this, Derek."
"What do you mean?"
"You know, late night calls."
"I hope you know that this is actually our second call. Ever."
"I didn't even say anything."
"I'm just taking precautions because knowing you, you'd have something back to say."
"So, how did the concerts go?"
"They went well. Everyone had a great time."
"That's good to hear."
"Hey, you remember that groupie I told you about?"
"The one that volunteered to play the bass for us."
"Oh yeah. What about him?"
"Well, Peter wants him to stay with us. The kid's really not that bad."
"Stay with you guys? As your permanent bassist?"
"That's the plan."
"The kid's name is Isaac."
"Wait, wait a minute, back it up. He's been touring with you guys?"
"Ah, okay, I thought that he followed you guys up to NY. So he's going to become a part of the pack?"
"And yeah, if you put it that way."
"I mean, Raised By Wolves? You kind of set yourself up for wolf puns, buddy."
"And your fans call themselves Betas, just saying."
"Do they really?"
"Have you not seen the fan sites and tumblr blogs?"
"You're hopeless, really."
"It's like this, your fans are your Betas and the band is their Alpha. Get it now?"
"Ah, I see."
"Well, if that's the case, does that mean you're one of my Betas?"
"Me? Pshh, no."
"Hmm, then I guess I'm just going to have to give your V.I.P ticket to Scott or Allison…"
"Oh, you fucker."
"Well? What's your answer, Stiles?"
"You play a hard game, Derek."
"Fine. Fine, I'm a Beta."
"But only because of the riffs and solos. That's it."
"So what are you doing, making midnight snacks?"
"No, not tonight."
"That's a miracle. May I ask why?"
"Not feeling like making anything right now, too comfortable on my couch to move."
"I'm not even going to deny that right now."
"What about you? What are you doing?"
"Talking to you."
"And writing a new song."
"Can I get a special preview?"
"Because I say so."
"…are you hissing at me, Stiles?"
"Yes. Yes, I am."
"That's not going to change my mind, you know."
"I know, but I live in hope that maybe it will."
"See that? That's why I'm not going to show you the song before anyone else."
"And I was planning to."
"Noo, I was kidding!"
"Sure, if you say so."
"You're a really cruel person, you know?"
"Cruel? Me? Nah. You though? You're cruel."
"Name me one time I acted anywhere near cruel."
"The night when we first talked on the phone, you told me to starve. That was pretty cruel."
"…okay, that was one time."
"One time is all I need to label you as cruel."
"You really can't hold that against me, man."
"You didn't even want to move from your blanket nest!"
"It was comfy. So?"
"Why thank you, I take pride in that."
"I'm rolling my eyes at you, just letting you know."
"So what are you doing now, still on your couch?"
"It's late, Derek, what do you expect?"
"Hmm, I'll give you that."
"Thanks for the picture, I keep forgetting to thank you."
"It's nothing, just thought that you might like it."
"I should probably go to sleep. I'm about to pass out."
"Yeah, you should."
"So…are you still not going to let me listen to the song once you're done?"
"Hmm, I don't know."
"Maybe I will."
"I got a maybe! It's something!"
"Go to bed, Stiles."
[Mon 3:13am – Disconnected]
I just tried to make an omelet.
It exploded on my face.
I should feel bad for you, but I don't.
How can you say that?
I thought we were friends…
I think it serves you right for making fun of me whenever I make a snack.
Fine, I'm sorry.
There's eggs and sausage everywhere…
Dude, how did you even manage that?
I don't know, I'm not the chef here.
You're right, your culinary skills are next to none.
Hey, hey. I can make sandwiches.
All you can make is sandwiches and you make fun of me.
Oh, Derek, this is karma biting you in the ass.
I'm just going to make a sandwich instead.
Ooh, what kind?
Uh…you know, that kind.
Shut up. Ham and cheese is all we have.
Oh, you so can't make fun of my cooking now buster.
Why do I get the feeling you're never going to let me live this down?
Because I'm not :)
So I've just noticed something.
Most of our conversations are usually late at night.
Huh, I never thought about it like that.
But now that you mention it, it's true.
Why is that?
Well, Derek, it's because our minds unravel at this time of the night and we have deep, philosophical conversations.
Like this one, what is your favorite color?
Are you serious?
This is what you call a deep, philosophical conversation?
Come on! Humor me. I'll ask you a question and you ask me one.
I'm so done with you.
And my favorite color is black.
Why am I not surprised?
All right, ask me a question.
I don't know why I'm doing this.
You're doing it because we're bored.
And as for favorite movie, it'll have to be 'Mirror Mask'.
Never heard of it.
You need to watch it. It's amazing.
All right, favorite hobby?
Scowling at people, brooding in the corners, and punching innocent kittens.
You know, being manly.
Oh my god.
You have a black soul.
But seriously, what's your favorite hobby?
You really want to know?
Let's see…reading, playing my guitar, staring up at the stars when I'm out here on tour, and lately it's been trying to get past round 24 on flappy bird.
Which, by the way, is addicting.
I know right?
All right your turn.
Why do I have the feeling that the answer to this is important?
I don't know.
Maybe it is.
'King of Wishful Thinking'
New Found Glory's version though.
Seriously? No Raised By Wolves? I'm disappointed in you Stiles.
Full of ourselves, aren't we?
Maybe a little.
Good song though.
All right, what's yours?
You know that song 'Howling' by that band Raised By Wolves?
All right, all right.
It's actually 'Iris' by The Goo Goo Dolls.
Never heard of it.
You can't be serious.
I'm being completely serious right now.
Go listen to it.
I'm tired as hell right now.
That's a miracle. It's pretty early though.
It's almost 2 in the morning Derek.
We stayed up until 3 last time we talked on the phone.
Can't believe you fell asleep on me.