before the shit hits the fan.
WHO: Serena Van Der Woodsen and Dean Winchester
WHAT: A date in the CES.
WHERE: We've been over this.
WARNINGS: I'll come back to you, kthnx.
Dean had been looking forward to a night out for a while. He had wanted to spend some time to himself mostly but when the cute little blonde showed up on board he just couldn't resist. One thing was for certain, she was almost as good of a flirt as he was himself. Dean donned his usual get up of several layers on his torso and crisp jeans and work boots beneath and as he walked down the hall of the first floor his smile spread all the more wider. He hadn't picked anyone up at their door since high school. It was a little too familiar.
He stepped back from the appropriate room for a minute, checking it's number before rapping his knuckles on the door.
WHAT: A date in the CES.
WHERE: We've been over this.
WARNINGS: I'll come back to you, kthnx.
Dean had been looking forward to a night out for a while. He had wanted to spend some time to himself mostly but when the cute little blonde showed up on board he just couldn't resist. One thing was for certain, she was almost as good of a flirt as he was himself. Dean donned his usual get up of several layers on his torso and crisp jeans and work boots beneath and as he walked down the hall of the first floor his smile spread all the more wider. He hadn't picked anyone up at their door since high school. It was a little too familiar.
He stepped back from the appropriate room for a minute, checking it's number before rapping his knuckles on the door.