Castiel Novak fell out of bed, a groan following as he hit the hard wood floor of his bedroom. He put his hands beneath him and pushed himself into a sitting position. He sat against his bed and took a deep breath of air.
"Damn." He cursed and hit the floor.
He grumbled and stood up, slowly starting his morning routine. He put on his angel-winged slippers and shuffled to the kitchen. He looked in the cupboards and sighed when he found no coffee.
"Shit." He breathed out and shuffled out of the kitchen and towards the bathroom.
He took a short, steamy shower and brushed his teeth. He put on a pair of black slacks, sensible work shoes, and a white button-up top. He went back into the bathroom and combed his ebony hair and sprayed some men's cologne on labeled Devil's Advocate. He wheezed at the strength of the cologne.
"Why'd I purchase this?" He frowned, then headed back to his bedroom.
He stood in front of his mirror and wrapped his blue tie around his neck, tying it tightly, then brushing the collar neatly down over it.
He grabbed his suitcase, phone, and condo keys. He put the keys and phone in his trench coat's pockets before sliding the coat on. He looked at himself in the mirror, shrugged and headed out the door.
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Keeping It Professional (Destiel AU Fanfiction)
FanfictionDean Winchester is a market executive who works at a corporate office in Dallas, TX. Castiel Novak is fresh out of college, trying to make something out of his life. They both take the same bus on the same route every morning to the same place. Ther...
