No need for any standing ovations, but Erica has arrived once again.

With a playful grin; ”You smell that you’re not worth it? Impressive.”

”I am not Derek’s ’pup’.”

Why call someone else a pup when you can just buy a real one…that is the question.

Or just…go back to wherever you were hiding.

So what Stiles is hearing is that she wants a puppy? Okay, got it. Be right back. He has a key to the clinic.

”Doubt he sees us as pups, hun.”

Men. Can’t live with them, can’t live without— Oh wait, you can.

Hey, no…wait—!! Slow down, cowboy — at least take her with you???

⠀ …why would that matter? ⠀

Aaaaaand now she’s stumbling after him as she tries her best to keep up. Not how she planned her sunday evening to go, but honestly? She isn’t complaining-

Oh lord, things just got awkward.

Her lips are sealed—

…… Erica stood in silence for a hot minute, just staring at him. Here she is, trying to insult him…and this dumbnut didn’t even understand it? By the love of— ”You know what? Forget it. Happy to have you here, Scotty.”

…can she do anything for him? She’ll always be there to support him — whenever he needs it.