“Why are you so determined to be boring?” He countered, prodibgbyhe Angel into the maze ahead of him. It was creepier than he’d imagined it to be and he was suddenly glad he wasn’t alone. Truth be told, he’d been glad he wasn’t alone for an hour now. Standing awkwardly alone at parties was not his thing. “Ohmygod!!” He jumped back clinging to the Angel’s jacket as a creepy clown popped out from the hedges beside them. “I do not like this.”
“Why are you so determined to believe that only what you do not like is boring?” he asked, finding most of what he was dragged to by the man boring himself. Though, most earthly celebrations were boring to him. Castiel wanted to make a comment as the wrestler started to become scared shitless, but the truth was, the angel wasn’t caring for any of this too much himself. He flashed his blade a few times at things that turned out to be shadows or moving branches. “This may have been a terrible idea,” he said, walking through the maze with the man behind him as quickly as he could to get them out of there.