Virgo living room, Friday afternoon
Dean was sprawled on the couch, surfing the 'net on his minicomp and watching Hunter stalk the corners of the room. The cat was probably looking for more of those dancing hamsters that he'd gleefully been chasing around yesterday. Thankfully they'd disappeared again before Dean started having to keep little bloody berets as a body count.
He was doing his homework for his sex history class, looking up slash fic which just made him snicker. When he found some written about the brothers on Spooky Things his eyes might have widened a little, but the sheer amount of WTF he found soon had him snickering again.
"Oh you've got to be kidding me," he muttered out loud. "Yaks? Seriously?"
[ooc: open for other virgos or anyone else who might have reason and want to stop by.]
He was doing his homework for his sex history class, looking up slash fic which just made him snicker. When he found some written about the brothers on Spooky Things his eyes might have widened a little, but the sheer amount of WTF he found soon had him snickering again.
"Oh you've got to be kidding me," he muttered out loud. "Yaks? Seriously?"
[ooc: open for other virgos or anyone else who might have reason and want to stop by.]