Remember that time in Vegas?
Congrats, Sam. You're a father.
Gabe... what the hell is that?
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Remember that time in Vegas?
Congrats, Sam. You're a father.
Gabe... what the hell is that?
Sam--you know I love you more than Cas does.
Umm excuse u if u luv me THEN Y DID U DIE MY HAIR GREEN U ASSWIPE
CAS WUD NEVR DO THT, SHE SAYZ SHE WANTS TO HAV ANGEL BBIES IN MY HAIR
The baby archangel found the Winchester
"Well fuck me sideways, how the hell are you back? Thought Lucifer ran you through with an angel blade?"
Don't get her wrong, Gabriel? He's probably her favourite of all the archangels. But if you consider that one of them was Satan, the other one was waltzing around in her little brother's body in the Pit, and the last one was a colossal dick, it wasn't really an achievement.
Needle slid along the grooves in the record; midst scattered clusters of last nights painting session - crumpled paper, discarded pallets and liquor bottles; splattered colors 'gainst both wall -- and the male, who sat at his desk - eyes lifting upon the strangers entry.
Not unusual. Luce Jones had been a famous alias ever since his artistic debut at a quaint little London museum. People often crept into the little studio he kept a little way from his home.
" -- Can I help you?"
[Your Lucifer never fails to make me shriek with laughter, okay? I love you.]
{ Oh, okay, that was unexpected. I should be a comedian. Thank you so much, I’m glad I could make you smile! I love you, too. <3 }
{ Also, GABRIEL. Your Gabriel is amazing. }
"I'm busy."