Thread: Dave puts a ring on it
Who: Cas, Dave, presumably at least one dead person What: Dave is mooning, Cas is mourning Where: The park after Cas has gotten his hands on it When: Feb. 21st Warnings: Schmoop, dead plants, TBA Notes: After Dave's post
Dave, amazingly, didn't crash on his way to the park, despite being feverish, a little dizzy, kind of hopped up on some cough syrup that promised to bring down the fever, and very, very disoriented by the destruction. This didn't look like Lima anymore. This looked like some fucked up version of Hell. Jesus Christ.
He pulled up to the curb and parked, got out, locked his truck, and then just stood their, surveying the damage. This wasn't romantic, not in the slightest, but fuck romance. He checked his pocket for the millionth time to make sure the ring was still there then headed into the park. He was expecting destruction, sure, but...not like this. Dave swallowed and looked at the planets, and then, in the middle of it all, his little ball of sunshine. His throat felt dry as he opened his mouth and called out, "Hey baby."