Wild is the Wind

RENT

Castiel

I should probably go get a job. Maybe I should also take a shower. I smell terrible. I could shave, but that would start with one thing.

Getting out of bed.

Getting out of bed would mean motivation which I lack completely. All I could do was lay here and feel nothing.

The pain I felt didn't go away and it didn't surface at the same time. I could feel tears but they never actually began to flow down my face.

It's been this way for days.

Dean

"Tell me more about your gay fan fiction of a life!" Charlie asked for the kazillonth freaking time after I told her to leave me alone.

Finally I gave in. "His name is Castiel or Cas. He is awkward an has these hopeless blue eyes that make you want to burn every smurf cartoon ever made because they are a fucking disgrace. "

"Go on," I sighed at that.

"And he had a boyfriend who is a bigger dick than all the dicks in the "great hall of dick-dom" and I've seen him shirtless and honestly, if he was an Instagram post, I'd be tapping the like button on him way more than I should."

"Dean freaking Winchester he sounds perfect." Charlie squealed and danced around. Then she threw her phone and picked it back up. "You should be on that like a fuck-boi to a booty-call. Come on Dean "gettyaheadinthegame"

I love Charlie but sometimes I wanna slowly cut my throat with a rusty spork when I'm with her.

"I will just as long as you never ever quote high school musical again."

She rolled her eyes, flipped her hair and began to walk away except for this one single comment,

" When you do see him, make sure that if you bop-bop-bop to the top wear protection. DONT GET PREGANANT."

I launched a pillow off the couch and tried to hit her but she slammed the door.

I yelled "ass-hat" and she responded with "smelly burnt toast."

I might not even see Cas. Nope. Because I won't make it out of this house because Charlie is gonna Brad-bury me in puns and quotes.

God that was a a great pun. It was punny.
I better stop before I get a Charlie horse.

Damn I'm good.

Castiel

I heard tapping on my window.

I thought it was a bird, or the wind but it didn't stop.

So I looked out the window of my old room and none other than the pizza guy was there.

I didn't order fucking pizza.

I mouthed and motioned for the front door and walked down stairs.

"I didn't order pizza."

"Its already paid for, by a Mr.I followed you to Oklahoma don't think I'm a stalker love Dean Winchester."

I slammed the door in the pizza mans face. Oh mycroft. I think I should just collapse and die on this spot.

I opened the door. "Uh- thank you."

"Yeah, no problem?"

The pizza did smell pretty good. I sat down to eat it but not right before my mother bursted in.

"A really handsome guy dropped this off earlier when you were in your room."

It was a small package that read,

Dear Cas, I hope the musical in the box interest you it's called RENT. You are gonna love it. And we can talk about it if you meet me at Ellen's Steak and Shake at 6:00 pm on Saturday. Don't be square be there.
Am I saying this from the right angle? No I should polygon try again. You me, dinner. Tomorrow.

PS Sorry for the really bad puns ;)

"Who is he?"

"Mom-"

"Like he's kinda dreamy like Disney land magical dreamy."

"Mother-"

"Call him or you are grounded."

"You can't ground me I'm an adult."

"And I said I wasn't gonna have anymore kids and out pooped you. My womb my rules."

"Fine." I replied. I guess I would call him. Just to quiet her. I guess.

But first, I'm watching RENT.