[Spam with Dean - Idk, pub?]

[doeswhatido]

[[It'd been an odd few days, 47 would give the Admiral that much. Whether it was listening to the psychiatrist ramble on and on about invisible, odorless chemicals; whether it was finding out Angelica had brought forth an illness with her return he'd had no idea about because he'd been too busy being neglectful of everything that wasn't his room

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[possemagnet]

[After a day of watching a bunch of people that couldn't hold their liquor it amused Dean that the first thing he did at 5 o' clock on a Saturday evening was make his way over to the pub that Spock allowed him in to have a few long necks and just chill out. He had no intentions of getting hammered he just needed that familiarity. On the road he and Sam were able to make at least one or two stops during jobs to unload with a few Corona's and act like their life didn't suck

[doeswhatido]

Nice of your Warden...[[He trailed as he sat, putting each shot glass on a napkin and arranging them in a triangle neatly. His fingers pushed and prodded at the ends of the napkins, turning them one way or the other, fixing them up until it was absolutely perfect. What could he say? The man liked order, when he could have it.

He looked across the way at the remnants of labels on the bottles.]] Not sloshed, are we? [[He hoped, at least.]]

[possemagnet]

[Dean wasn't going to get up and leave once the guy sat down, he wasn't looking for any company right now but 47 didn't really bug him as far as barge residents went so he was able to blissfully overlook the fact that he'd rather continue being on his own and publicly withdrawn. He was sure he screwed that up yesterday, anyway, while trying to figure out what was doing on.] Uh... no? [He replied.] I've only had two. Takes a lot more than that to sink me.

...He's an alright guy.

[doeswhatido]

[[He carefully picked up one of the glasses and sniffed the aroma, drinking a sip and setting it back down. He wondered what kind of hard liquor Dean was into, but it seemed he was just content with...what? Shitty beer?

Life was too short to drink shitty beer.]]

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