The CRJ Collection
Caseyâs jaw dropped ever-so-slightly. âShe is Canadian!â
Derek continued to look unimpressed. âSoâs Nickelback. And Drake. And you donât see me making your ears bleed.â
Now she rolled her eyes. âOh, donât be so dramatic.â 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 nextâŠ. Hour? Jesus CHRIST.
Or: Derek and Casey as inspired by Carly Rae Jepsen
READ FIC #1 HERE
READ FIC #2 HERE















