[ The call takes him off guard a little, he's heading towards one of his jobs, so he actually looks presentable, the city moving in the background behind him. His hair is actually combed, and he's in a black shirt with a leather jacket. He doesn't need it, not really, but Dean bought it for him and so Castiel wears it. ]
Hello, Eponine. [ He smiles; earnest, genuine. He's sometimes still nervous when he tries to make friends, always worried he'll say the wrong thing and make everything awkward. It happens more frequently than he'd like. ]
I'm glad you like it. I didn't want to wait until July, I wanted you to have something nice now.
[ His expression is apologetic, eyes moving from the little screen to the street to make sure that he doesn't slip off the curb. ]
I work most nights at the Crucible. Why are you being punished? [ He can't think of anything she could do that would warrant a leash. ]
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Date: 2024-01-30 12:33 am (UTC)Hello, Eponine. [ He smiles; earnest, genuine. He's sometimes still nervous when he tries to make friends, always worried he'll say the wrong thing and make everything awkward. It happens more frequently than he'd like. ]
I'm glad you like it. I didn't want to wait until July, I wanted you to have something nice now.
[ His expression is apologetic, eyes moving from the little screen to the street to make sure that he doesn't slip off the curb. ]
I work most nights at the Crucible. Why are you being punished? [ He can't think of anything she could do that would warrant a leash. ]