that we selected as our wedding day the exact day Castiel pulled Dean outta hell?
Is there a symmetry? A certain I don't know what . . . (I refuse to write that in French since now I know what it means it ticks me off)
I am not at home. Hutch is tapping her fingers. Patience is at an end. Will head straight from the road to the doghouse, I fear.
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Bring her something she'll like. Or write a sonnet. Or just go the hell home and apologize... then give a killer massage or something.
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Cookies are an excellent gift, as is a good chocolate...
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*puppy dog eyes*
come home...
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Hmmm... so who's Cas and who's Deano in this scenario???
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oooohhhh, I love to ponder that Dean/Cas thing! Oh now I am going to be thinking about that all the way across IOWA!
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