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Derek is laying on his desk counting seconds he wishes he didn't have to he knows everything and nothing every beginning and and end every possibility and outcome of everything.. yet he can't focus.. all he knows it's just been new years..
oh god..
if he knew how much he'd suffer just hearing fireworks outside he'd look away from the computer days before..
this is torture every Small noise feels like it's exploding his head and the fireworks are not small..
he just lies there crying and writhing unable to move