"For the love of god Stiles please tell me you didn't just buy roller blades because you watched Whip It!"

"Uh- "

"I thought so." Derek groaned, hitting his head against the door frame.

"Look man if I want to spend my money on stupid stuff I can. My money, what part of that don't you get?" Stiles snapped, cheeks puffed out like an demented hamster.

"What part- ugh Stiles you plus roller blades. In what universe is that a good idea?" Derek continued.

"I'll have you know that I'm actually great at roller blading!"

"Oh yeah? I'll believe that when I see it!"

"Good! Their on their way!"

"Good! I can't wait to see you make a fool of yourself!"

"Well I can't wait to see you- be not right!"

"I give up! Do what you want!"

"Fine then! I will!"

Ugh he's going to kill himself, Derek thought to himself as he watched Stiles' attempt at storming out. Yup Stiles and roller blades defiantly not a good idea, he though as he watched the teen trip and fall at least twice on his way out.