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[dirtytrenchcoat]

[Don't mind Cas, he's just wetting his pallet at the Lux. He's had a hard week. He hates walking everywhere and is finally disenchanted by the castle. Feel free to bug him.]

I find Valentine's Day to be frivolous.

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[heloise]

What, pray tell, has made you so bitter?

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[demontobeloved]

[Have a demon shimmering into the Lux, right at the bar. He orders the strongest whiskey he can and leans against it, sighing.

Looks like someone else is having troubles, too.]

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[scoring]

Why would that be?

[arealwoman]

Only if you have no one for it.

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[whatialways_do]

[is wiping down the bar not too far from him as she makes her way over]

Can I get you anything else?

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[truthin_bones]

I very much agree.

[dirtytrenchcoat]

Cherubs.

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[dirtytrenchcoat]

[Cas spares him the faintest and most fleeting of judgmental glances before reminding himself that it isn't home and that he can't smite anyone here and shouldn't be jealous that this guy got to keep his ability to move quicker than on foot. He takes another drink.]

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[dirtytrenchcoat]

I have no reason to celebrate.

[dirtytrenchcoat]

Having someone is irrelevant.

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[dirtytrenchcoat]

[Cas sets the empty beer glass down and wipes his mouth.] Do you have anything stronger?

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[dirtytrenchcoat]

It is largely a waste of time.

Forever

[demontobeloved]

[Cole just happens to glance up at the right time and sees that judgemental look.

He flashes a stare back at Castiel, one that says 'you got a problem'? Before he takes a sip of his drink.]

[bonniewitch]

[Bonnie is working tonight and she's collecting a few empty glasses from a nearby table when she overhears him.]

Not your kinda thing, huh?

[arealwoman]

Oh, I'm having deja vu here. Having someone isn't irrelevant, it's what the bloody day is about - love.

[is0latedthinker]

Didn't you say the same thing about Thanksgiving?

[Weird opinion for an angel. Of course, Alan still has the image of angels as...well, not the soldiery-type.]

[heloise]

Cherubims? What have they done to you?

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[scoring]

I see...that makes sense. I think the holiday could be a chance to celebrate the friendships you've made, as well. That's what it's always been for me.

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[truthin_bones]

Not to mention an utterly incorrect observance to the day. I find it ridiculous how so many are blind to the fact that they are observing the execution of a man with ridiculous sentiments of hormonally induced feelings.

[peacockherald]

<sub>{Drinking was not something Vanyel normally indulged in. Half the time he was to busy, and he had just recently recovered from a hard backlash of magical energy - his own fault, really, but still.

Yet the backlash brought fever dreams, and he found himself wanting something to distract. Perhaps the Lux would offer distraction - he found many pubs did. He blinked when he saw Castiel, remembering him from Paris, how ruffled he had been.

He came up beside him.]</sub>

I see you made it through Paris well, and the darkening of the sky.

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[whatialways_do]

[smirks]

We've got whatever you want. What kind do you like?

[dirtytrenchcoat]

They're incredibly discomforting.

[dirtytrenchcoat]

[Rolling his shoulders and ignoring it Cas brings his drink to his lips again, intent on having as much as possible for the money he'd brought with him.]

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[dirtytrenchcoat]

You can celebrate friendships on Valentine's Day?

I believed it to be strictly for romance.

[dirtytrenchcoat]

An emotion I'm unfamiliar with.