Dean Winchester (agentplant) wrote in crownplazaic, @ 2020-08-24 08:56:00 |
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Entry tags: | !log/thread, dean winchester |
Who: Dean & Pippin
Where: Hotel Bar
When: 8/24 - late night
What: Drinks and Discussions.
Warnings: Language, dark themes.
When it came to his life, chowing down on what everyone deemed ghost treats was nothing. The way he saw it, if the ghosts really wanted them to die, they would do it in far more sinister ways So, Dean was less than concerned about any of it. If they wanted to think he was crazy, then so be it. After all, that was pretty much the truth. Not being able to hunt meant more downtime for him, which was a bad thing, given he no longer had a distraction from his thoughts. He had been drinking a little more than usual, given it was so readily available and he didn't have to go for beer runs or anything like that. But, he still kept it to a minimum, most of the time. Dean sauntered into the bar with a tired sigh and glanced over at Pippin who was already waiting for him. "Yo, not Charlie. How's it going?" |