text - un; nightmoves

[ruinously]

so

what'd i miss?

Comments

[ruinously]

real Cthulhu shit, huh?

a wonderful experience

locked.

[starer]

fun for all the family

[A lock is slipped in to place then, because he has no idea how much Dean has shared with others.]

how's the whole devil/angel thing working out?

Re: locked.

[ruinously]

sounds like a real fun real swiss family robinson deal

well. the apocalypse got stopped, so I guess there's that.

[starer]

how'd you pull that off?

[ and, more importantly- ]

your brother okay?

[ruinously]

a holy fire Molotov cocktail, an Angel yelling assbutt, and my brother diving into hell

he is not

[starer]

[There are...so many questions to be had there. But it's easy to narrow it down to just one.]

drink, or a fight?

[Because when alcohol doesn't work, punching things might.]

[ruinously]

[ see this is why he likes you. ]

...drink.

[ He'd probably normally say fight, but he's exhausted - mentally, physically. Right now he just wants to drown himself in liquor. ]

[starer]

your room in ten? unless you've got somewhere else in mind

[ruinously]

nah, that'll work. follow the dulcet tones of robert plant, you'll find me.