[Entranceway] IC Contact

[freewill]

"... Praying may garner better results than leaving a message."

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[righteously]

Pff, yeah. Especially you.

[He responds immediately, eyebrow quirking up. That's just barely detectable teasing, given away by that trace amount of amusement in his voice.

He moves on, though, shrugs a little.]

Ehhh, you know.

[Scratches at his cheek distractedly. Falters just a beat too long, like he's considering something, then dismisses it.]

Same old same, I guess. You?

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[freewill]

[It isn't much of an answer, but seeing how no events have gone on, it's possible there really isn't anything to report.

Castiel hasn't even been paying any attention to the broadcasts on his phone. Not until getting this voicemail, at least. No one has bothered to contact him, though that's hardly surprising. He has a tendency to make himself scarce from time to time, so most people wouldn't think anything of his absences. ]

A lot of... alcohol, mainly.

[He shrugs, apparently not sure of what else to say.]

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[righteously]

...Right.

[Dean responds slowly, maybe a little skeptically. Cas and alcohol are never, ever a particularly good mix, but he's not exactly in any position to judge a man drowning his annoyances in booze.

He sighs.]

Look, whenever you're, you know, done coping or whatever, just... come on back, okay?

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[freewill]

[The less asked about Castiel's drunken episodes, the better. The short version is that it's not pretty and he'll need to clear out a literal mountain of bottles from this place before anyone shows up. At least those aren't visible from where he's seated.]

I will. I'll come back. I always come back, Dean.

[He says that mournfully, with a sad smile at the side of his mouth. And with that, he ends the call.]