[ luckily, she doesn't need to figure out an end, cas is on it, following up immediately, though his eyes have traveled to the toppled chair on the floor. rip, chair. ]
It isn't. This is an alternate universe.
[ meanwhile, purple-face somewhere behind him grumbles and fucks off, now that his existence has been entirely ignored by these two (and Starey McNoManners is talking about alternate universes, clearly they're both just bonkers). attention dragged back to jo, he squints at her, sidelong, looking down over her person as if checking for bleeding wounds or, you know, signs of having been recently exploded. finding none, he frowns, confused. ]
😍😍😍
It isn't. This is an alternate universe.
[ meanwhile, purple-face somewhere behind him grumbles and fucks off, now that his existence has been entirely ignored by these two (and Starey McNoManners is talking about alternate universes, clearly they're both just bonkers). attention dragged back to jo, he squints at her, sidelong, looking down over her person as if checking for bleeding wounds or, you know, signs of having been recently exploded. finding none, he frowns, confused. ]
But you should be dead.
[ t a c t . ]