Justin Anderson ☄ Jo Harvelle (averagejo) wrote in thereincarnates, @ 2011-02-14 14:44:00 |
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Entry tags: | justin anderson, lillie shipton |
Who: Justin Anderson and Lillie White
What: A Very Special Dean and Jo Valentine's Day
When: Monday night, February 14 2011
Where: Lillie's place in London
Warnings: TBD?
Since Justin had become a reincarnate, he'd been more or less unsure of absolutely everything. The one thing he was sure of was that when it came to who he wanted to spend Valentine's Day with, it was Lillie. They'd gotten off to a rocky start, mostly thanks to the awkwardness that came along with being the reincarnates of Dean Winchester and Jo Harvelle (and how very backwards that was), but it seemed like things were finally starting to align like they were supposed to. Justin wasn't exactly the most romantic guy on the block. He didn't have a clue what to get a girl for a holiday like this, especially when everything was still so up in the air between them, so he'd played it safe. He'd brought the chocolate just like he'd promised, a rose he'd grabbed from someone else's yard, and a bottle of Jack for the two of them to share. He was nothing if not classy?
They were both a little on edge after all the recent demon trouble, along with everyone else in their merry little band of Winchester/Kind of Winchester/Hunter outcasts. He was grateful for the break, even if that's what they ended up talking about anyway. It still meant time with Lillie, which he was always cool with, and only became more so the more time they spent together. Truth be told, he'd been thinking about her constantly after her surprise visit to give him a hug after Jo ripped Dean a new one over the boards. Their relationship was a strange one, but it was one of the only things that still made sense to Justin in this crazy, fucked up world.
A few hours later and Justin was pleasantly buzzed, lounging on one end of Lillie's couch with his arm slung over the back of it as he passed the bottle back to Lillie, squinting at the television screen in confusion. "You know what I don't get? Reality shows. Like, why is that girl smearing herself with pizza in the jacuzzi? Is that supposed to be sexy?"