[ but castiel does move over to sit on the edge of the bed with his liquor— bringing the bottle with him, though he's much less worried than jack he might fall on his face again. it's just... easier this way, right? not many things in his life are easy. he imagines not many things in jack's life are easy, either.
bowed over, with his glass braced against once knee, castiel fails to study the room around him, his normal bird-like curiosity smothered under something heavier. instead, he stares at a spot on the floor.
some time passes before he speaks. minutes, at least. ]
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[ but castiel does move over to sit on the edge of the bed with his liquor— bringing the bottle with him, though he's much less worried than jack he might fall on his face again. it's just... easier this way, right? not many things in his life are easy. he imagines not many things in jack's life are easy, either.
bowed over, with his glass braced against once knee, castiel fails to study the room around him, his normal bird-like curiosity smothered under something heavier. instead, he stares at a spot on the floor.
some time passes before he speaks. minutes, at least. ]
... Are you staying with Sam?