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[indecadence]

Not if it means impending insanity. I wonder-- [ But he doesn't elaborate there. ] Do you need me to do anything?

1/2

[runsaway]

I'm not sure what else to do myself, at the moment. I feel like I keep hitting a brick wall and by the look of things, that's going to be literal pretty soon.

[ The blockade... ]

[runsaway]

[ But... ]

Actually. One unrelated thing.

[indecadence]

[ There's a lot he wants to say about Zelien and the cultists, but maybe he needs to sit on all this information for a while. He'll just humor Sam for now. ]

What is it?

1/3

[runsaway]

[ He has to ask. He knows he does. He hasn't had time to get off campus but...man...he's not planning on anything, but he knows he can't be caught unprepared like last time. Not after she's made her interest clear. ]

Well.

[runsaway]

[ Okay, Sam. You can do this. This isn't that strange, right? Besides, Castiel would...probably be able to help him out without completely making Sam feel foolish.

It's not like he's thirteen. ]

Ok. So.

[runsaway]

[ C'mon Sam.

Just do it. ]

Do you have any condoms

1/2

[indecadence]

[ He doesn't know what he should have been expecting, but that? No, not it at all. Still, it doesn't seem like an unreasonable question. ]

It must be serious. [ With Fatima, he means. ]

[indecadence]

How many do you need?

1/3

[runsaway]

[ Oh good, he has them-- ]

I guess.

[ DEFINITELY NOT GOING INTO DETAIL ABOUT THAT. ]

[runsaway]

[ Wait, what?

How many?

...



How many does he need? ]

[runsaway]

[ There's no way to answer this without sounding stupid. ]

I don't think I need a lot.

[indecadence]

All right. What size?

[ He has an extra box, but if they don't fit, then it'd be pointless to give them to him. ]

[runsaway]

[ Yeah. Yeah there's no way this isn't awkward as hell. ]

You have different sizes?

[ Why do you have different sizes? ]

1/2

[indecadence]

That is how they come, Sam.

[ Even Castiel thinks that sounds like a bad joke, so. Moving on. ]

[indecadence]

You can stop by and take what you need - if that's easier.

[runsaway]

Yeah. I think so.

[ Way easier and much less TMI. ]

[indecadence]

You know where to find me.

[runsaway]

Dean won't be there, right?

[indecadence]

No, he's-- [ Busy doing something else. ] He isn't here.

[runsaway]

Ok. I'll be over soon.

[ Because there's no reason he should be worried about Dean being "out". ]

[indecadence]

Take your time.

[ He's not going anywhere, and he's sure Dean isn't going to be coming back any time soon. Probably. ]