Gabriel wants to know if you're gonna eat that (just_desserts) wrote in onewaythreads, @ 2017-11-03 20:16:00 |
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Entry tags: | dean winchester, gabriel |
Who: Gabriel, Dean Winchester
What: Making nice. Or at least not murder.
Where: Just Desserts
When: Friday 11/03
Rating: Lowish
Contrary to popular belief, Gabriel could sometimes manage to mind his own business. In more ways than one, actually. He was currently both a) minding his business: by sitting on a high stool behind the counter of his own shop purveying all that his little kingdom had to offer and b) not sticking his nose anywhere it didn't belong. At the moment. Mostly because he didn't think there was anything interesting happening to be bothering with.
Point was, his interests for the day didn't involve whatever politics Duma was playing at, what animals Castiel thought were interesting in the Winchester's backyard or... whatever the hell it was Lucifer was entertaining himself with today. Nope. Today was for him. Just him and his shop and making stupid notes to himself about whatever backstock he needed to order or make or just conjure up when he decided he was too lazy for all the rest.
He could use more taffy. And probably some more of those little sugar mice that all the magic users were so fond of. Not that he could blame them. They were kind of cute.
"Maybe I should get a dog," he decided, apropos of nothing beyond the fact that he was bored. Still, he glanced up dutifully when the little bell on his door jingled. Gabriel was fond of his customers and could be accordingly genial when it suited him. "Hola, amigo--oh. It's you."