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A video camera, recording, is propped up on Dean's bedside table, giving any viewers a wide frame of his torso and head.  A bottle of Scotch sits next to it, half-empty.  The Doors' Touch Me is playing in the background, fairly quietly as Dean's music goes.  He's thumbing through an automobile magazine, predictably, and humming along (a wee bit off-key).  The hunter snorts when he reaches a particularly hilarious page in his reading material.  "Oh, you gotta be kiddin' me," He rolls his eyes.  "Goddamn horoscopes in my car mags?  Better be a damn good one about Aquariu-"

Dean stops - glancing down at his watch, then the magazine, then his watch again - and makes a face.

"Oh."

His eyebrows raise in surprise.

"So, uh."  He chuckles a little nervously at the camera, quirking a crooked grin.  "Looks like I'm twenty-nine today.  Time flies, huh?"

Date: 2011-02-04 06:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sadfreezingbrit.livejournal.com
[ He doesn't think he wants to. In fact, he doesn't think he ever wants to meet this angel, vouched for by Dean or not.

He also doesn't think he'll be able to carry on the conversation properly now and if he has to end their talk on an uncomfortable note he'd rather have it be this than another sequence of morose silence.
]

I... I think I'll pass.

[ And he kind of wishes he'd said that with more conviction now. ]
Edited Date: 2011-02-04 06:37 pm (UTC)

Date: 2011-02-04 06:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dashboardlite.livejournal.com
...right.

[You're not very good at covering things up, Phil, because Dean can see right through you. Dean doesn't push his luck, as much as he'd like the company - on his birthday, no less, not that it's any sort of justification. He nods, smearing false cheer over his disbelief.]

Yeah, okay. Maybe later, then.

Date: 2011-02-04 07:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sadfreezingbrit.livejournal.com
Yeah. Later...

[ The offer is something Philip wouldn't have declined if he'd realised that Dean was genuinely looking for company rather than making a polite change of subject.

Still, what's done is done and Philip's hand hovers slowly over the off button.
]

Happy birthday again.

[ Annnd there's that *CLICK* ]

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