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scruffnfeathersTo say that Castiel was nervous would be a gross understatement. He had never done anything even remotely like this in his millenia of existence, and practicing with Dean had mostly involved Castiel not really understanding much.
Which, you know, was sort of his default setting on Earth, but he could usually get away with it.
Either way, it was time to stop procrastinating and call Shelley already.
After he hung up, he looked down at Angelbane on his foot. "I think that went well."
Was it his imagination, or was the cat rolling her eyes at him?
[ooc: establishy linky thing, but open for interaction if people want to find him.]
Which, you know, was sort of his default setting on Earth, but he could usually get away with it.
Either way, it was time to stop procrastinating and call Shelley already.
After he hung up, he looked down at Angelbane on his foot. "I think that went well."
Was it his imagination, or was the cat rolling her eyes at him?
[ooc: establishy linky thing, but open for interaction if people want to find him.]
