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Who: Faith & Castiel
What: Awkward and Uncomfortable 101
When: Feb. 11th & any other days.
Where: Castiel's room.

Faith didn't sleep. It had been worse since she'd gotten back to the castle. She'd shut her eyes and see things that she knew she didn't want to look at again. She'd been seated on the floor of the club, her back to the bar with a bottle at her side. Maybe she'd drifted, but she knew she hadn't exactly fallen asleep.

She did wake up though.

She woke up in a different room, with a hell of a lot of trashy romantic suite decorations up.

"Who booked the honeymoon suite?" Faith remarked, glancing around the room and then she spotted Castiel seated on the bed. He'd probably just woken up too, but Faith didn't know that. She was just checking out the deep red satin sheets and the fact that the bed seemed to be a giant circle. It probably rotated too. Plus, there were rose petals on the top.

"Damn, Wings. If I knew you wanted to get up on this again I would've packed an overnight bag."

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Well, it doesn't take long for food to arrive. Ghosts, magic, what have you make things just happen a lot quicker. Regardless, the movie starts up and Faith has food. It's a violent flick, for the most part, which keeps Faith actually interested in it. She does pause from time to time - asking Cas if he's okay with all the language in it.

"We can watch something else if you're not cool with this."

Castiel's actually pretty interested in it himself. It's probably not what he should watch as far as human media is concerned but it hits home and is just action oriented enough not to bore him.

"I have no problem with this," he responds not really paying attention to her but instead engrossed in the film.

Faith smirks, shifting a bit as she eats some more of her food. It's actually pretty cool to just hang out and watch a movie.

It's like she's got an actual friend.

Not that she'd say that to anyone.

He leans forward slightly when the movie gets more intense and as he does his shoulder brushes soft against Faith's.

He turns to look down at her, glancing over her hairline at her face as she watches the film.