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“What are you doing here?” Castiel demands.
Crowley lifts his handcuffed wrists and gives them a jingle. “Serving as the Hardy Boys’ house plant at the moment." He can only raise his arms chest-high. Their adjoining chain is latched to the leg of the couch. “And you are?”
“Living here,” Castiel answers. “For now. Until…” He trails off. The lapse is covered with a glower.
“You lost your grace, then,” Crowley guesses.
“I need coffee,” Castiel grumbles.
Bookmarked by Pascer
29 Oct 2021
