The CRJ Collection
Casey’s jaw dropped ever-so-slightly. “She is Canadian!”
Derek continued to look unimpressed. “So’s Nickelback. And Drake. And you don’t see me making your ears bleed.”
Now she rolled her eyes. “Oh, don’t be so dramatic.” And then, with a flick of her wrist, she turned the music up.
Derek had a moment where he contemplated driving the car into the ditch, but that might damage his face instead of killing him and, well, what would he do then? Without his looks, he might actually have to work for a living! He shuddered; that would actually be worse than listening to this garbage for the next…. Hour? Jesus CHRIST.
Or: Derek and Casey as inspired by Carly Rae Jepsen
READ FIC #1 HERE
