Date: 30 Apr 2016 03:47 (UTC)
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[ Getting hustled over to the Red Fish could not come fast enough, though really, he'd practically moved onto the ship already. He just hadn't overtaken the empty room yet with his things so much as he'd invaded all of Cas' space... Save for the days since the Masquerade where he'd been particularly avoidy and even less sure of what to do with himself. Not that he was unaware of the fact that that was entirely his fault. Not being on the ship had left things twice as uncomfortable, his time too open ended.

But now here he was.

It wasn't as if he had a heap of crap to carry around with him. The bunks in the Caprine hadn't left a lot of room for extra bullshit, and save for what he could keep on him, his terrifying mask and some hefty booze, Dean didn't have anything much to cart around. Not that he was big on earthly possessions to begin with.

Making his way down through the crew's quarters, Dean strode past Cas' door, only pausing momentarily to knock the bottom of the bottle he held against it in greeting - in case Cas was there at all - before he carried on the rest of the way to his room. His room. That was almost comical, wasn't it. Upon arrival, Dean toppled his things rather unceremoniously onto the bed before he turned and sat gently on the edge of the mattress. Okay, yeah. This would work.
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