Room 438, Wednesday evening

[saltandammo]

Dean was still in a pretty good mood if feeling a little.. restless. He was just debating whether he wanted to go out and do something tonight and if so what.

[ooc: for a specific someone]

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[rocksthescarf]

Chuck was feeling a bit restless himself and was determined to do something about it. He left his room intending to go to the bar but instead took a detour to Dean's room instead. He figured there was more fun for him in there than at the bar.

He preferred just walking into people's rooms but decided to be nice and knock instead. He was in a good mood; he could stand being nice for once.

[saltandammo]

Dean opened the door and blinked. "What are you doing here?"

[rocksthescarf]

"It's been over a week since my last confession," Chuck said, smirking. "I've sinned a lot since then."

[saltandammo]

Dean's eyes widened a little at that, but then, as he considered, a slow smile crossed his face. "It's nice to see someone so concerned with their spiritual health," he said, stepping back to let Chuck in.