[Castiel is absolutely none the wiser, because not only is he terrible at reading people, but there's no reason not to believe people are getting drunk. He'd be getting drunk if he could, after all.
His wings do open slightly to balance him at the impact, the rustling noise hard to miss as they settle back into place. He glances down at the hand on his arm, not liking to be touched, but lets it go for now.]
I am still not certain what constitutes a 'great' party.
[That's all he can really say to that comment, because he's Castiel.]
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His wings do open slightly to balance him at the impact, the rustling noise hard to miss as they settle back into place. He glances down at the hand on his arm, not liking to be touched, but lets it go for now.]
I am still not certain what constitutes a 'great' party.
[That's all he can really say to that comment, because he's Castiel.]