[Castiel looks around, trying to figure out exactly how to describe 'generic building' without sounding like too much of an asshole. Not that he cares, much, but. Well, the curveball life's throwing him right now is the sister he screwed over.
Thing is, Castiel has no regrets. He makes the most of life as he has it right now, just soldiers onwards on his hands and knees with a mouthful of drugs and booze, ever towards the end that's been denied.
He's made his choices, bet on the wrong horse, doesn't mean he regrets putting everything on it. No one could know it'd collapse long before the finish line, or maybe he should have known. He made the right choice, and won't regret making it just because things turned so very, very sour.
No. Only thing he regrets is screwing his sister over.
In the end, he moves his arm around so she can look at his surroundings before he slumps against the wall again.]
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Thing is, Castiel has no regrets. He makes the most of life as he has it right now, just soldiers onwards on his hands and knees with a mouthful of drugs and booze, ever towards the end that's been denied.
He's made his choices, bet on the wrong horse, doesn't mean he regrets putting everything on it. No one could know it'd collapse long before the finish line, or maybe he should have known. He made the right choice, and won't regret making it just because things turned so very, very sour.
No. Only thing he regrets is screwing his sister over.
In the end, he moves his arm around so she can look at his surroundings before he slumps against the wall again.]
I'll... wait here, then.