Date: 2011-08-06 11:46 pm (UTC)
...yeah?

[He grins sheepishly, totally convincingly, and shoves his hands in his pockets. Rocking back on his heels, Dean rolls his eyes up to the sky and then back to Philip.]

Nah, not really. 'M just- [That gravel there? Oh man, it is so being kicked into the hedges.] ...I feel weird. Like I need somethin'. Dunno what it is, but,

[Shrug.]

I sorta feel better now.

[Now that you're heeeeeeeeeeee~re with meeeee~eeee!]
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