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[iustitiae]

Hey! Guys! Did you know there are demons here?

[hey look it's connor with the best/worst sarcastic message for you today. many posts lately have been about demons and justifiably so but connor is a shitposter and he's back so hang on or hang up on him. (that's the better option lets all be honest with ourselves)]

Since we're all smart people who definitely aren't going outside to get possessed or die on the network -- seriously, please, stop doing that -- I figured we should at least pick a game to pass the time. You know, like being on a long road trip and playing "I Spy" or some shit.

[he starts to say something else but apparently thinks better of it, because he smiles instead and reconsiders his words]

No, actually, first - a bunch of you guys are sleeping together, right? But who isn't? The lack of having an app to prove we're all cute, single, available people is clearly an oversight. (Really, pong before tindr? Also, calling it now: please, spelunkr, make it happen.) Discuss among yourselves.

[but oh right the game he seems to only remember now that's where he started, and he's maybe a little tipsy but wouldnt you be if THERE WERE DEMONS and people were doing dumb things like getting almost killed or worse on the network]

Oh, yeah, the game. Hot or Not. Post a picture of yourself and other people rate it for hotness. Honestly I'm not even going to care if you post a picture of someone not yourself. Have at it, kids.

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[iustitiae]

[connor laughs.]

Curious about angel-junk?

[cheers to that]

[devilsavocado]

[ Matt snorts, nearly choking on his vodka. ]

N-no--! That's just-- I don't know how angels work...

[iustitiae]

[ugh what a pretty smile tho]

You're totally picturing whether or not he has a dick. However that appears in your mind.

[devilsavocado]

[ it's a curse, Connor. but okay, he's laughing now. ]

It's a weird mental image, I'll give you that.

[iustitiae]

What's it like? Picturing stuff like that?

[devilsavocado]

I usually...

[ World on fire or not world on fire? ]

I guess it's kind of like... picturing sound and smell, coming together. Here.

[ Matt turns to Connor, this is gonna get gay and I'm not sorry. But Matt takes off his glasses and pockets them. ]

It's hard to explain. Close your eyes.

[iustitiae]

[matt is Straight so This Is Fine. connor takes a a moment to admire matt without his glasses because he doesn't get to do it too much (except that sweet picture he grabbed earlier ah yes) and then he closes his eyes like he's told.]

Okay.

[devilsavocado]

[ This is a line, this is 100% a line, I can't even pretend Matt is doing this without an ulterior motive but we can always blame vodka and Connor being really hot for why Matt is giving his bi side a ride. ]

Okay, now... What do you see?

[ Unlike Matt, Connor should see his eyelids but y'know. He also doesn't have super senses, so Matt's guessing off what he knows, hypothetically. ]

[iustitiae]

[this feels weird, but he's also drunk so he's going to try on this.]

I'm mean, it's...[he feels like a student not getting a lesson, like there's something he's missing. he takes a deep breath] I can tell you're still there. Close by. And I can feel stuff, obviously. The couch.

[devilsavocado]

Try to picture the couch.

[ Here we go, here comes to move. Matt puts his hand on Connor's, spreading his fingers out over the threads. ]

You've seen what it looks like, so that makes it easier, but try to form a picture with this.

What do you see?

[iustitiae]

[connor's heart races when matt touches his hand. it's just the alcohol. it's just nerves. it's just giddiness after joking around about all of these things. but he keeps his eyes closed and the concentration he's attempting is probably palpable all the same.]

It's soft? Fabric texture is kind of grainy. [it's hard to put these ideas into words even while sober. like this...] You hand is soft, too.

[devilsavocado]

[ Everything is palpable to Matt, his powers are so OP it's impossible to put into words without sounding creepy. ]

Thanks. [ Matt smiles. He knows exactly the kind of reaction Connor is having, but the fact that he's really trying is what keeps him going. ]

You can feel the backrest, right? As well as on your legs. Do you remember the shape?

[iustitiae]

Yeah. It feels like a couch.

[truly. an obvious thing to say.]

[devilsavocado]

[ Matt laughs. ]

Fair enough.

[ Okay, maybe a different approach. You don't have to try so hard, Matt. ]

What else comes to mind when you picture a couch? Besides, I dunno, the color and the shape?

[iustitiae]

It's comfortable -- well, most couches are this one kind of feels like it was made for people that don't sit like humans but.

[he shrugs. he hasn't let go of matt's hand and he's kind of feeling that more than the couch.]

[devilsavocado]

[ Admittedly it's been a few drinks and Matt's trying, yeah, but mostly he's doing his usual move because he's a creature of habit. ]

See, that's not just a visual, right? You can sit somewhere and know it's not a normal couch without looking at it.

[ Matt's still holding his hand tho... ]

Its kind of like that.

[iustitiae]

That's pretty straight forward.

[as in, he probably didn't need this exercise to come to that conclusion.]

Not really sure what that has to do with picturing dicks, though.

[thats where this touching scene started, matt. picturing angel junk.]

[devilsavocado]

[ Sometimes Matt can't turn his game off when he's drunk okay.

Of course, reminding him of angel junk makes him release Connor and straighten up again. ]

...You didn't picture the support beams on the couch, right? I try not to think of the details when I can help it.

[ Pointing it out and asking tho... that'll do it. ]

[iustitiae]

[well, okay. that's one way to solve his hand holding problem.]

Dicks are more than support beams.

[theyre both drunk ok]

[devilsavocado]

[ yep thank u vodka for this conversation ]

I'm not— [ He laughs. Because now he has yet another hilarious mental image. ] I'm not coming up with a metaphor for couches and dicks.

[iustitiae]

Armrests, maybe? Especially nice pillows?

[he opens his eyes to get to see matt laughing, at least.]

[devilsavocado]

Maybe, I just—

[ Nope, still laughing. This conversation went places. ]

You don't just ask a couch if it armrests, you know?

[iustitiae]

That doesn't mean you don't imagine them. If you told me about a couch, I would instantly assume it has armrests.

[devilsavocado]

See, that's exactly what I mean.

[ They're both on the same page now. ]

I can't ask Castiel if he has a "armrests," I just, y'know, assumed.

[iustitiae]

I think we're talking in circles.

[but also he's drunk so he cant be sure of anything]