castiel has alarms set for 6am, 6:30am, 7am and 7:30am.
he sleeps through three of them, he doesn't even hear them. he jolts awake at the sound of the 7:30am alarm.
castiel forgot he had his ringer all the way up. he turns his head into his pillow before lazily turning over and tapping 'stop' on his iphone 6s.
he layed in bed for five minutes before getting up and picking his outfit, which resulted in: ripped blue jeans, a plain black t-shirt & his white airforces.
it was too hot for his trench coat, he was already dying in his jeans but he didn't own a good pair of shorts.
castiel has a system for getting ready: clothes, hair, shoes, teeth and bag. doing his hair literally means a quick brush through.
gabriel's already waiting for him, his older brother by a year. castiel never has breakfast even though he knows it's the 'most important meal of the day.'
"you don't have to go to work today do you?" gabriel asked, hoping he's brother would say no.
castiel shook his head but began to write in one of his books that he uses to communicate with.
"good. because i wasn't dropping you off." this caused castiel to roll his eyes.
he passes his older brother the note. it reads:
but i'm catching bus to the square, probably be about two hours
gabriel nodded and they walked out the front door to go to school.
castiel doesn't have his license, gabriel's job is to drive him to school and work when he can.
it was a fifteen minute drive and castiel was dreading his day.
day one, week one consisted of legal studies, ancient history, standard english and modern history.
and of course: homeroom, recess and lunch but they were just as bad as his actual subjects.
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The Square: A massive shopping centre that is like 5 minutes away from where I live in Australia
