Who: Christer Blake and Leann Campbell Where: Some bar in L.A. When: Friday, 5th of June What: Leann said she needed a drink, Chris offered to buy her one. Warnings: Language for now. Will edit this as needed.
He was in LA, finally.
Though right now it was nothing more than another reason for him to want to get drunk. Everything except for the fact that he was in LA was all wrong; everything had been going wrong ever since the damned reincarnate business began.
He was still on the run from the law. There was still a vampiric serial killer on the loose, and the hunter in his head felt it his responsibility to stop the monster. But all Chris wanted to do was make the hunter shut up and leave him alone. And to help with that, he desperately needed friends that weren't Dean's friends too. Probably why he was sitting at some random bar, waiting for some random chick he'd met online. One that seemed to have a potentially dangerous reincarnate in her head, no less.
It took a lot of willpower not to start drinking before his 'date' arrived, but he figured it was best to wait.
His phone rang, snapping him out of his thoughts. Well, well, think of the devil, it was her. He lifted his phone to his ear and answered. "Hey. You better not be calling to cancel on me."