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[kickingand]

[ Dean is making this brief for a variety of reasons. But he sadly doesn't care enough to make this anything but video - audio and text just seem like far too much effort, and so Dean can be seen boozing it up with a half empty bottle of whiskey he received from the gods.

Someone's been drunk a lot lately.

Big fuckin' deal. ]

So, I kind of happen to have an angel buddy who's in need of a lay. Anyone want to lend a hand?

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[dedikated]

[ no let's.

although come to think of it she never imagined angels to have dicks, much less sex drives. #todayilearned ]

Could ask Delight for a fleshlight.

[kickingand]

[ The more you know, right? ]

Good idea in theory- [ he's drunk enough to not find this weird at least, jesus christ. ] Pretty sure Cas wouldn't go for it, though.

[dedikated]

[ Indeed. ]

A vibrator, then? [ She doesn't know what angels are into, man. ]

[kickingand]

Still thinkin' he'd rather go for, uh- something a little more humany.

[dedikated]

And this was the best way to do it?

[kickingand]

You see a strip club around here?

[ Because that worked so well THE FIRST TIME. ]

[dedikated]

See a bar. [ Because, you know. That's worked out well. Because everyone gets laid here. ]

[kickingand]

Cas can't get wasted. [ if that's..... what you mean. ]

[dedikated]

As a meeting place. [ Rather than being embarrassed on the network but whatever. At least this is entertaining. ]

[kickingand]

Gotta find someone to meet first.

[dedikated]

Not happening like this.

[kickingand]

Not happening the way Cas is tryin' for it, either.

[dedikated]

[ Well if someone would remove the stick from a certain orifice... ] Is he trying or is shit just happening? [ Surely you remember teenage boners. Maybe this is the naive angel equivalent. ]

[strangelic]

Please don't listen to him. I'm not going to pop, and I don't need a "fleshlight", whatever that is.

[ If you could 'um' and stutter in text that's what this would be covered in. ]

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[dedikated]

Didn't think so. [ But look she had to endure this shit before, so you two can deal. with. it. ]

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[strangelic]

Oh. Good, then.

He's drunk rather a lot.

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[dedikated]

[ YEAH um. That's... something she's very well-acquainted with, personally, so it's a good job this is text. ] Make sure he doesn't have his phone next time.

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[strangelic]

[ Admit it the text is just to hide the presence of the bottle in your own hand and this conversation would be comical if it was in perfect synchronized drunk video: Dean and Kate, as bad as each other. ]

That would have been a wise decision. If only I could still manipulate time.

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[dedikated]

[ HEY HEY HEY SHE'S NOT DRINKING NOW. ... any more. And one beer is hardly the same as the fucking whiskey bottle.

Her teenage years and early twenties, though? U M... ]

Too useful for this shithole.

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[strangelic]

I suppose so. Unfortunately, it's already too late.

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[dedikated]

Way too late. [ I mean thanks for the laugh she guesses, but. Y E A H. Okay, so maybe she does feel a little bad considering she's had something similar happen and it's... really not fun. ]

What's going on, anyway? [ She could be wrong but the logical guess is that something triggered this particular post. ]

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[strangelic]

[ Okay excuse him for three minutes while he types and retypes a few different things. ]

We were playing a game together, and I experienced inappropriate arousal.

[ Yeah. Full of details, that. ]

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[dedikated]

[ More times to be glad she prefers text. The NOISE she made reading that was so undignified. ]

1. Because of Dean or...?
2. Did he?

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[strangelic]

[ Don't you do it, Kate. This is private! Between Cas and you! So it is never to be shared with Sam while curled up against his chest laughing at him. Deal? Good. ]

1. Because of Dean.
2. No, of course not.

1b. He doesn't know, please don't tell him.

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[dedikated]

[ Curled up against his chest? WTF do you think she is? The text takes a minute because she's drumming her fingers against her phone trying to think what to say. This is... a little different to what she's used to. ]

Got no reason to tell him.

Been feeling this long? [ Until she can figure out what to properly say, she's going to have to ask questions. Sorry, Cas. She didn't get the Angel Therapy Course. ]