Cas slowly walked to his locker, allowing others to walk around him and glare as they walked by. He honestly didn't care what they thought it was just how he felt like walking, give him a damn break.
He grumbled to himself as he messed with the lock before yanking the door open and his eyes instantly fell on the familiar journal.
"Oh." He breathed before grabbing it. Cas quickly flipped to the last page he wrote on to find a different handwriting below the sticky note.
"I'll be there.... but first, I think I owe you a little bit about myself."
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Fanfiction"I think you have my... journal." "I do. And I've learned a lot about you. Coffee?" •patient!cas •student!dean
