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[arrowthruhearts]

Cupid's arrow!
You've been hit with the love arrow via cupid! She's a sneaky little devil and caught you when you weren't looking! For whatever reason she thought you needed a little help for this Valentine's Day.

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Comments

[iamwinchester]

*he's ripping the arrow out of his neck, looking around for the fat dude who disturbingly left his frigging diaper back up on cloud number nine*

[jharvelle]

You, me, 12 inch Italian sub with the works, and a 6-pack of somethin' tasty.

What d'ya say?

[iamwinchester]

I say... you're way too overdressed for that idea.

[jharvelle]

Y'know, you're right. [tugs off her jacket] Let's eat!

[iamwinchester]

Nah, you're still too overdressed. *he starts tugging at the hem of her top, goes so far as to wiggle his eyebrows*

[jharvelle]

[isn't exactly slow to lift her arms up and let him take off her shirt, and she's sliding her fingers under his before she's even close enough to hide the fact that she's craving some skin to skin contact] We could always save the food for later?

[prettyboyangel]

*Cas knows those arrows, knows the result, and if anything is cursing himself for being around right now, staring at Dean like a rabbit caught in headlights*

[iamwinchester]

Why're you lookin' at me like that? *he's grinning, though, almost scrunching up his nose as he looks at his friend*

[prettyboyangel]

I... I should not be here. I should go.

*but morbid curiosity means he's not moved an inch*