"No, Dean," Castiel said, and flushed, looking away. He cleared his throat and tried to compose himself, closing the door swiftly behind Dean.
"I'm trying to make a friend."
It was that point in which a squirrel, startled by the commotion, tore across the room, scaling the wall halfway up before disappearing behind a dresser.
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Date: 2009-06-15 12:14 am (UTC)"I'm trying to make a friend."
It was that point in which a squirrel, startled by the commotion, tore across the room, scaling the wall halfway up before disappearing behind a dresser.