Roof - Saturday Morning

[rocksthescarf]

It was way too effing early to be awake. And yet, here Chuck was, awake. Life was unfair sometimes

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[not_fangirl]

Only knowing about Lucky Charms through Madrox's love of all things sugary, Temari sadly could not provide them.

"Bass."

[rocksthescarf]

Chuck glanced over at Temari and frowned. "Ugh, Temari, it's too early for you."

He really didn't like mornings.

[not_fangirl]

"I could say the same," She replied dryly. "Shouldn't you be plotting someone's downfall?"

[rocksthescarf]

"Always. Roof's the best place to do it," Chuck replied, taking another drag of his joint. "What are you doing up here?"

[psychic_wonder]

Getting some fresh air had seemed like a much better idea before Sam had noticed who else was on the roof. He was tempted to turn around and go back downstairs, but it was a public space, and he didn't want to act like he'd been scared away. So, he tried to just stay out of Chuck's way instead, while also trying to ignore what it smelled like he was smoking.

[rocksthescarf]

Oh great. There was something that would disturb his high.

Chuck looked over at him for a moment and took a long drag of his joint, making sure that it would blow a lot of smoke into the air. The bruises on his face still weren't completely healed but he seemed to forget Dean's threats.

"Winchester," he mumbled after a moment.

[psychic_wonder]

"Bass," Sam replied, calmly enough. "I should have known you were a smoker." It certainly explained how Chuck sounded, not that Sam was thinking about that.

[rocksthescarf]

"Smoking is a dirty habit," Chuck said. Which was why it was surprising that he didn't actually do it. "I don't smoke. Not cigarettes, anyway."