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cursedhyacinthJacinda spent a night bar-hopping with a diverse group of people. The morning after, there's a text on zir phone from Dean Winchester:
Did I tell you guys I was bisexual last night? I just had a flashback
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The discussion turns to Dean's terrible father -- which Jacinda can relate to. Zie invites Dean to come over and speak in person.
After picking up a load of clean clothes that was left on the couch, and tossing it into the bedroom, Jacinda vacuums the front room and starts a pot of coffee. Whether they sit in the living room or the kitchen, at least there will be something to do -- fixing cups of coffee -- to fill up any awkward silences in conversation.
There. Everything's ready for Dean to come over.
Did I tell you guys I was bisexual last night? I just had a flashback
[ Thread here ]
The discussion turns to Dean's terrible father -- which Jacinda can relate to. Zie invites Dean to come over and speak in person.
After picking up a load of clean clothes that was left on the couch, and tossing it into the bedroom, Jacinda vacuums the front room and starts a pot of coffee. Whether they sit in the living room or the kitchen, at least there will be something to do -- fixing cups of coffee -- to fill up any awkward silences in conversation.
There. Everything's ready for Dean to come over.
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Date: 2022-10-04 07:16 pm (UTC)Zie mutters, "I should've been his son, not his soldier..." then shakes zir head. This is about Dean, not Jacinda. "And the same for you... your dad should have treated you both the same. Like his sons. The fact that he didn't was wrong, and it's on him."