dashboardlite: (You don't instill much confidence.)
Dean Winchester ([personal profile] dashboardlite) wrote2011-08-05 05:16 pm

26: [Action] Dazed and Confused

[ Dean is only a little twitchy.  He never really feels like he needs things, but right now he's lacking.  Something.  Something big.  It's not starvation, because when he's hungry, he gets food.  When he wants sex, he finds Cas.  Dean doesn't get cravings because he's always well-fed.

But what he needs right now is people.

So Dean is wandering around the grounds for the most part, trying to locate the people he needs.  He could be in the parlour, fixing a drink.  He could be kicking at the edge of the hedge maze, contemplating going inside but unwilling to risk not being able to find his way out again without a bag of peanut M&Ms to leave as a trail guide.  He could even be in the kitchen, trying (and failing) to cook something to keep his mind off of everything.

He's that restless.

Good luck.
]

( action; ) awww yessss *w* AND ONE DAY I WILL NOT BE SLOW

[identity profile] sunflowersunday.livejournal.com 2011-08-29 06:19 am (UTC)(link)
[ GRINNING LIKE A LUNATIC. He is so pleased Dean hates has such an excitable reaction from his gift. It almost warms Russia's cold, dead heart. But it doesn't. Because it just fell out of his chest.

He picks up up, carefully dusts it back off, and stuffs it back in his chest before calling after Dean.
]

Goodbye for now! Promise I shall not be a stranger!

[ And then he starts clamoring out the window because fuck doors, just fuck 'em. ]