Who:Much and Cas. What:Cas tries to teach Much pool, likely shenanigans ensue. When:Tonight Where:A bar, probably the roadhouse. Warnings:I don't see any. A for awkwardness and adorableness though?
The city at night fascinated Much, he looked at everything. Even at one point stood on the side walk as he heard something break the sound barrier over head in the sky. Those must be the planes Rose had talked about. Carrying people around the world in mere hours. A voyage like that where he was used to might have taken months by ship and men were certainly not meant to fly. He chatted with Cas the entire way to the bar whether or not the man really had much to say in return, Much did. He was known for talking. He asked questions ranging from who the sheriff in the city was to where Cas was from and didn't stop in between. As cautious as he was of the new world he'd landed in he wanted to know how it worked.
"It's funny, I used to hate the Forest when we first got back from the Holy Land. Now I can't stop thinking about it." Their friends were still back there after all. "Wonder how they finally got out of that bloody barn." He said with no real lead up to the story per usual. "We were playing this game called Calligula. Or calliguah I can't remember how to pronounce it. Basically it's Saracen for live it up. It's your last night on Earth so nobody is allowed to tell a lie. We all thought we were going to die." He pushed his way into the bar, sword at his side and everything. Getting odd looks from people but seeming to ignore them well enough, he looked over at the bar and then spotted the pool sticks and tables in the distance. "Oh, there?" He asked as he motioned toward the games in the distance, finally stopping his rambling to take everything in.