Jan 06, 2015 10:19
Please enjoy the music while your party is being reached:
When I grow up
I wanna be famous
I wanna be a star
I wanna be in movies
When I grow up
I wanna see the world
Drive nice cars
I wanna have groupies
When I grow...
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"I am not a freak or a hooker! Stop calling me!"
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"Hello," said Castiel, just a little bit awkwardly. "I am Castiel." Don't say you're an angel. It's not lying if you just don't say it. "We met on Wednesday when I came in to inquire about your music." What was it Dean had said to say? Ah yes: "I was so captivated by you that I forgot to introduce myself." Yeah, he just said that with absolutely no irony. He had mad talent, that way. "My number is 555-777, should you wish to schedule the dance lesson."
He had no idea what else to say. None.
So he hung up.
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Had he mentioned that he was in charge of the church? Dean had said he could say that without saying he was an angel, but the two seemed to go hand in hand, to Castiel. Plus, churches didn't always make everyone comfortable, though Castiel couldn't fathom why.
"I promise that there are no nuns in attendence."
There. That would hopefully cover it.
Castiel hung up.
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"Look, I just thought I should let you know, I don't go to sex shops with just anybody, okay? Maybe we should try dinner, first. Or, you know, telling me your name could be a start."
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"Yeah, I wouldn't expect anyone to pay for sex with you. But if this is an invitation to schedule some dirty role playing, we could make that happen. Call me. And don't pretend you don't know my voice. It's John."
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