Re: Bathroom
"No idea," Derek admitted. "I just hope it's gone quickly." There wasn't any point to having witches around if they couldn't get rid of stuff like this, in Derek's view.
He finished toweling Stiles' hair and rewrapped the small towel snugly around the boy's hips. They were out of towels, of course, because this was the downstairs bathroom and there wasn't even a bath or shower. He sighed, scrubbed his fingers through his hair. "Stay here. I'll get you some clothes from upstairs."