22: [Video/Action] Centerfold

[dashboardlite]

[[ooc; Just a wee bit after this.]]



It's a good day.

It's still morning.  The rave is over, the candy-high is gone.  He doesn't have to worry about having pawned off anything valuable just to get a fix.  Sammy's MIA, but Castiel came back from wherever he went.  Probably escaping the techno music.  Speaking of music - there isn't any playing, but there is someone singing.

It's slightly off-key, barely muted by the sound of running water, and very clearly a tribute to The J. Geils Band.  Then the shower shuts off, and every single lyric is discernible for any and all listening in.

"-I was shy, I turned away, before she caught my eye.  I was shakin' in my shoes, whenever she flashed those baby-blues!  Something had a hold on me when angel passed close by."

He slides out of the bathroom and into view like Tom Cruise in Risky Business, sporting a towel and a shampoo bottle-microphone...

...and then promptly dives back into the refrain, hop-skipping across the floor like a man who just got laid.

Because guess what? 

He did.

Never you mind the trench coat draped over the desk chair haphazardly and the clothes all over the floor.  Never you mind at all.

Comments

[video]

[defiant-eye.livejournal.com]

The towel I can work with, but you really need to take my advice on the singing.

[video]

[dashboardlite.livejournal.com]

If I recall correctly, sweetheart, the last time I agreed to follow your advice, nothin' good came of it anyway.

[video]

[defiant-eye.livejournal.com]

Easy on the sweetheart or it only gets worse from here.

[ Her tone is almost amused, certainly far from the levels of threatening she can employ, but one would be well-advised not to question its seriousness. ]

...You got an occasion other than glee club practice?

[video]

[dashboardlite.livejournal.com]

Real cute.

[It's not beneath him to still act charming despite having just had long hours of vigorous exercise.]

And yeah, I did. Pity you weren't there. You always catch me without my pants on.

[video]

[defiant-eye.livejournal.com]

Hey, it's a gift.

Doubt I'd want to keep you and your lady company though.

[ If only she knew that it wouldn't be that kind of threesome... ]

[video]

[dashboardlite.livejournal.com]

Shoulda taken advantage of that gift.

[Ahahahahahaha lady. Right.]

[video]

[defiant-eye.livejournal.com]

One not enough for you?

[ She grins and gives him the mock tsk tsk tsk. ]

[video]

[dashboardlite.livejournal.com]

[Shrug.]

I'm a growin' boy. Got a healthy appetite.

[Not that he's actually serious this time, although a threesome would be...ah...fantastic. Dean is a wee bit worried that Castiel might put his smitey-face on, or whatever it is that he does when he's angry.]

[Video]

[scary-enough.livejournal.com]

Wow, someone's in a good mood.

[Video]

[dashboardlite.livejournal.com]

Bit of an understatement, sweetheart.

[Video]

[scary-enough.livejournal.com]

Is it worth me asking why, or will the answer scar me for life?

[Video]

[dashboardlite.livejournal.com]

It ain't gonna scar ya. [He shrugs, and then glances behind himself warily for a moment before crowding the video frame.]

...uh. Cassie and I made up, is all.

[Video]

[scary-enough.livejournal.com]

I...oh. Oh!

Well that's good news.

[Video]

[dashboardlite.livejournal.com]

[He ducks his head, grinning stupidly.]

Yeah...yeah, it is.

[Video]

[scary-enough.livejournal.com]

And she's clearly having a good effect on you.

Funny, though...I've never seen her on the communicators or anything. Is she just that shy?

[audio]

[timisnotme.livejournal.com]

Dude.... seriously?

[audio]

[dashboardlite.livejournal.com]

Seriously.

[An only slightly-familiar voice.]

And who may I say is calling today?

Re: [audio]

[timisnotme.livejournal.com]

Tim. We met sorta. In the library.

You were rocking out to Journey. So uh... i take it the smirky smirk is good?

*ie: YOU BETTER NOT HAVE GOTTEN INTO MY GIRLFRIENDS SKIRT.*

[audio]

[dashboardlite.livejournal.com]

[It's cool, bro, he wouldn't touch your girlfriend with a thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole.]

Ohhh yeah. 'Sup, dude? How's it hanging?

[He chuckles a little.]

Better than good. Pretty damn awesome.

[audio]

[timisnotme.livejournal.com]

Goes good.

*Except for the part where Markus got beat the fuck up and shot.*

I take it there's another person wandering around the mansion with the satisfied cat smile?

[audio]

[dashboardlite.livejournal.com]

Yeah, you could say that. Definitely satisfied.

[There's definitely one pleased Angel wandering around somewhere.]

So what's your story, dude? Seen you 'round.

[audio]

[timisnotme.livejournal.com]

Heh. Good for you.

*Wait.. what?*

Story?

Uh.. I live here. Same as you.

[TEXT ON YOUR MIRROR]

[britchillsout.livejournal.com]

[Action]

[dashboardlite.livejournal.com]

[Dean could have sworn five seconds ago that the mirror was completely clean, and now there are words there. At least it doesn't say REDRUM.

Not that he disagrees with what's there, but it's still weir-

Fuck.

He covers all the mirrors with sheets.

Nice encouragement, though.]

[Action]

[britchillsout.livejournal.com]

[ Tch! ]

Come on! I was watching that!