[Gabriel's sprawled sideways in his chair with his legs flopped over the side- which rather than that spinny chair he normally has in front of his journal is now a fancy wingback chair and his whole room looks like something out of a classy mansion. There's a smoking jacket involved. He's currently playing cat's cradle with the little bell necklace ( Read more... )

[Gabriel is leaning back in his chair with his feet up on the desk, fiddling with a cassette tape and looking somewhere between bemused and contemplative.]

Well, gang. Looks like Dean Winchester's left the building. One less wayward soul someone's stuck redeeming, but speaking as someone who shoved that kid into the proverbial locker a few times for ( Read more... )