Solid 7. Cas immediately wrote. It was the first thing that came to mind. Hopefully, he didn't ask for a picture. He could say he wasn't ready to talk about it yet. Yeah, that seemed logical and convincing. It's all new and everything and I'm kinda keeping it on the quiet side. So don't tell...
Cas
Cas managed to get his shit together before next class. Physics. Thank god. His heroin. He could lose hours studying physics. The uncertainty of it all. The mystery yet the simplicity of the applications. Physics was his muse. His passion.
Settling into his seat now, his Physics textbook...
Merek arrived in Mirthland at the height of the Witching Hour, silver slivers of the moon fighting their way through dense fog and cloud. He stepped meticulously through boggy alleys and mushy walkways, careful to not disturb the sleeping public. Most of whom were not so lucky. The echo of sick...
Cas
It took everything for Cas blush uncontrollably when Noah winked at him. What the hell was he doing? That's stupid, he's not doing anything. He has no idea! Opening his textbook to the appropriated chapter, the young blonde did his best to concentrate on the task at hand, but to no avail...