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LARPin' and Lovin': Plan DESTIEL
Chapter One
A beep was what woke Dean Winchester that morning or more honestly, a loud, obnoxious version of Charlie singing the Star Wars theme. Rolling out of bed with a grunt, he cracked open one eye and almost dropped the fucking phone when his vision flashed white and his brain short circuited.
The second attempt went a little better, blinking at the screen warily.
>> TlkNerdy2Me: I have it. Ur gonna go as the big bad wolf for this yrs LARP or m gnna kick ur ass.
<<PieMeBbby: Wtf eva, if I say yes can I sleep?
>>TalkNerdy2Me: :) knew ud agree. No worries got the outfit 4 u. C u at 12 P.S. meeting m8 at LARP hope k?
<< PieMeBby: As long as not Lisa yh.
>>TlkNerdy2Me: Not. Ur awesome CU :D
Groaning, he dropped onto his pillow, flinging his phone aside and huffing out in disdain. A guy couldn’t even fucking sleep without his gay best friend (wait, did that even work if they were both gay [well, bi in his case]? Was he meant to have a straight best friend? Ugh, tooearly… Debate later) dressing him up like a ragdoll?
Pulling himself up, he sighed, plodding his way into the kitchen. Four hours until Charlie arrived.
Goddamn it.
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Across town, Castiel was in much the same predicament, sighing out and shaking his head lightly as he studied the text on the screen, glaring at the overly decorative box on his kitchen table. Large and covered in dark blue wrapping paper with an ostentatious red bow that covered the entire face at the top of the box – even dropping over the edge. Rolling his eyes a little and shaking his head.
>>TlkNerdy2Me: Prezzie 4 u! Ur going as lil red ridin hood for the fairytale LARP. CU at 2 by the entrance Cas.
<< Castiel: You know, I do not remember why I agreed to allowing you to pick out my costume but something tells me it was one of my lesser ideas. I will be outside the main entrance at six, Charlie.
>>TlkNerdy2Me: In d costume rite? :)
<< Castiel: Yes.
>>TlkNerdy2Me: U r d best Cas! CU then! P.S. Bringing a frnd hope that’s k?
<< Castiel: Very well.
>>TlkNerdy2Me: :D
Castiel shook his head once more, nursing a cup of coffee in his hand and rubbing a hand over his face. Groaning and pulling the bow of the box, tossing it aside and scrunching up his nose, peeking inside warily.
Darn it.
