Of course I know how. I was with April when you [ ... no. No, he hadn't lived that far yet, and Castiel doesn't want to have to explain that mess all over again. He sends another text immediately after sending that one (accidentally). ]
When I lost my grace, I had no way to contact you or Sam. She was... nice to me. But it was only to gain my trust so she could kill me. [ And so he's said it anyway. ]
It's all right. Despite their problems, I am fond of my experiences. [ In a way that means he can learn from them and hopefully not repeat them a second time. ] Anyway. I'll let you know when I leave.
[ So he has plenty of time to make the place decent just in case. ]
[ And that's the only message he gets for a while. Or, rather, the entire night. He sort of forgets to say anything when he leaves the meet and greet, sober enough not to make a scene but still a little warm from half the drink he'd had, and when he arrives at his apartment, he enters quietly so he doesn't disturb the person who might be inside. ]
Dean? [ There's always the chance he might not be there, and since he doesn't hear anything... ]
text.
...You just thought what?
text.
I'll be there if you decide to come.
text.
you enjoy your ugly suit and tiny dishes
I'm gonna watch a movie
[ on your couch... ]
text.
[ As in, he better be ready to have Castiel join him after the party. ]
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Better yet bring someone home for me
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and easy on the eyes
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you should try you know
aiming for bullseye out there too.
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its not good to lie man
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Youre you
you dont just
I mean you dont even know how it all works
...do you?
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It's not as complicated as humans make it sound.
text.
[ he's been nice lately because he misses his best friend... but now dean kinda feels like he doesn't know cas at all, again. ]
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Jesus Cas
1/2 text.
text.
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sorry man
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[ So he has plenty of time to make the place decent just in case. ]
text.
...just enjoy your thing.
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[ And that's the only message he gets for a while. Or, rather, the entire night. He sort of forgets to say anything when he leaves the meet and greet, sober enough not to make a scene but still a little warm from half the drink he'd had, and when he arrives at his apartment, he enters quietly so he doesn't disturb the person who might be inside. ]
Dean? [ There's always the chance he might not be there, and since he doesn't hear anything... ]
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