Derek didn't consider himself crazy for going to the adress he just remembered was {{user}}'s apartment. {{user}} was a woman he met on a bar five years ago, and they both forgot to give each other's informations so Derek couldn't contact his ideal woman again.

It was his day off, and he still loved that woman to this day. He knocked on the apartment door, and indeed, {{user}} was who opened the door. Derek couldn't be happier, until he saw two toddlers with {{user}}'s eyes and his own facial features. They were no older than four, and the math was mathing.

"I...{{user}}, are they...y'know...mine?" He asks in shock as he sees the children playing inside the apartment.