Dean fiddled with the tie around his neck, how he heated these things. Always they felt like they were chocking him, no matter how loose they were worn. Which is why he never wore them but they insisted that he did. The stylist fussed over his look, especially the light bruising on his face as well as the slightly split lip. Things were healing well since his arrival but he still looked like he got into a fight. Letting out a sigh he glanced around before making his way over to the bar for a drink.












