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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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[strangelic]

Oh. Good, then.

He's drunk rather a lot.

| private.

[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.

| private.

[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.

| private.

[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.

| private.

[strangelic]

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

| private.

[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. ]

| private.

[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. ]

| private.

[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?

| private.

[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.

| private.

[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. ]

| private.

[strangelic]

[ SHUT UP IT COULD HAPPEN. That big moose is more cuddly than he looks. ]

It was a surprise to me as well. He's always kept me at arm's length, so it's never been an issue before.

He believes that I'm touch starved. This is his solution. It's hardly the first time that he's tried to find me female companionship.

| private.

[dedikated]

[ And she's that cat that tries to scratch you when you hug it so... Poor, poor Sam.

She just needs a minute to facepalm at Dean. Not. The. Solution. I mean, who hasn't tried to get a friend laid, but that's usually just taking them to a bar and pointing out anyone making eyes at them. ]

Could you tell him? [ Sure just go straight for the kill there. ]

| private.

[strangelic]

[ He shakes his head. But hey, text. ]

What would that solve? It would only make our relationship more precarious than it already is. Dean isn't attracted to me, nor would I ever expect him to be.

| private.

[dedikated]

[ I mean absolutely nothing, but it would stop the unwanted solicitations. ]

There anything else that would make him back off this getting you laid thing? [ She doesn't know Dean well enough to give a recommendation on that. Apart from maybe finding him a fuckbuddy. ]

| private.

[strangelic]

I don't think so. Perhaps the adoption of the cause by someone else, or the belief that the task had been performed.

Admitting the true origin of my indiscretions can't be the only solution. It can't. You're human, surely you have some other suggestion?

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[dedikated]

[ Cas, look at her life. Look at her choices. Where does a good solution come into any of it?

Also, by virtue of never having had a boner, this is really not a scenario she's ever had to smooth out before. ]

Could do that. [ The... latter. Obviously. Not that she thinks to specify. ] Get him laid or pretend it never happened.

What advice would you give someone else with this problem? [ Seriously, healthy coping mechanisms and her... not exactly a thing. So have a question she's had to try and answer before. What would you tell me if I came to you with this, Katydid? It sucks, but it worked. ]

| private.

[strangelic]

I would tell them to confront their issues, that honesty is always the best policy.

It's much too complicated for that.

| private.

[dedikated]

[ Yeah, she can guess that much. And she's probably wrong, but the only comparable equivalent she can imagine is wanting to bang a client when you're not a hooker. ]

You're gonna have to settle for pretending, then. [ Can't exactly force someone to fuck you when they're not here for it. Not without committing a felony, anyway

At least you've managed the part about being honest with yourself, Cas, that's a whole lot more than a lot of people. ]

| private.

[strangelic]

I figured that might be the case.

Dean's friendship is all I know. If this feeling, whatever it is, imperils that, then I don't want to have it.

| private.

[dedikated]

[ Oh Cas, you precious, ageless child. She would genuinely prefer that this was easier for you, she really would. ]

Think it generally passes. [ She... really doesn't know how or when that works, though. ]

| private.

[strangelic]

I think you're wrong. My memory is fathomless, I can't imagine ever being able to forget this feeling.

| private.

[dedikated]

[ Kate's pretty sure people forget some surprising things. ]

Never said forget. Gets easier to deal with. [ Passes from the thing that hurts every day into something that just. Lingers. At least, if it's anything like loss. ]

| private.

[strangelic]

I believe you.

How do you deal with how much it hurts?

| private.

[dedikated]

[ well, since moving to another country isn't an option here... ]

Concentrate on the other things you have. Spend time with other people. [ or, in the terms she very nearly typed: she kept herself too busy to think, like she usually does. ]

| private.

[strangelic]

Be with other people?