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I think you might regret those rules, detective, but you got it.
Plus it's no fun if both parties aren't into it ;)

[ he can't exactly promise there won't be drinks already in his system, but that's par for the course. ]

So we're meeting up now? No accidental run in? We can stage it of you want, role play it out.

[ She definitely shoves her phone in a drawer and doesn't text him back for about an hour. ]

The reasons you think I will regret it are exactly why I won't.

And no. No roleplay. Just no.

[ he'll let her play distant, in the mean time he's grabbing a few needed groceries and snagging a six pack from the store a good set of miles down the road. ]

So tense. I know a few things that could help that, but since you've ruled the top two off the list I'll just have to get creative.
How about dinner? No fancy outing, don't think you'd like that. Wouldn't want to give people the impression that you're into me.

Something simple.

You don't think I'd like fancy? Thanks, that's flattering. I'll have to check my calendar.

[ She knows what you're like, Dean. This isn't gonna be easy. ]

I think you'd deserve it, likely, but with me? I didn't think so. I mean, I've got a suit if you want to go in that direction, but then you might have to second check that 'no drinks' rule, Chlo. Be kind of silly to go somewhere so nice and not get something fizzy.

[ he's had his fair share of easy, so check that calendar, decker. ]

[ She is going to stare at her phone for a while, sighing annoyingly because... Well she can't really argue with that. ]

Ok. Fine. Nowhere fancy, and no bars. What else did you have in mind?

Believe it or not, I can make a hell of a meal. Though I'm not too big on having others over. [ yes, even women. ]

So, your place? At least in the comfort of your own home ya should be able to think of plenty of things to interrogate me about.

[ Her place? Well, Trixie is at Dan's for the night and it's not like her mom is in town so...

Wait, why is she entertaining this. ]

Okay. But just dinner.

You keep sayin that like I'm suggesting something else. Don't give a guy the wrong idea here, sweetheart. Don't know where that mind of yours is wandering off to, but I can handle 'just dinner'.

[ because reverse psychology, right? ]

You just invited yourself over to my house. OF COURSE I'm getting the wrong idea.

[ Or the right one. SHE SEES THROUGH YOU WINCHESTER. ]

You didn't decline. This is all on your terms, remember? I'm just offerin food and company.
Unless you're afraid it'll turn into more than that.

[ at this point what really is the right or wrong idea?? ]

[ who even knows Chloe is so confused right now ]

Just shut up and come over before I change my mind.

Wise prophet once said good things come to those who wait

[ he doesn't actually know if it's a prophet, and he's impatient as hell, but she doesn't need to know that. he's grabbing the few fresher ingredients he'd recently grabbed and packing them in a small bag, equip with that six pack. yeah, he heard her rules.

he's never followed them well. ]

Don't get too antsy without me. Shoot me an address and I'll be there ASAP.

I'm pretty sure it was a beer commercial.

[ What? She likes being a pain in the ass. Chloe isn't exactly a pro at her own rules either hence... Even letting him come over to her place. She also knows this is probably a terrible idea, but her life is pretty pathetic right now so at least Dean can bring some much needed entertainment.

She texts him his address before she starts to at least pick up the dirty clothes and toys laying around the house. Don't expect more than that though, Dean, especially when she answers the door in jeans and a frumpy sweater. ]

Beer it is.
Be there in 15.

[ a chuckle is cast toward his phone before it's tucked into his pocket, surveying a quick route via maps. he wasn't all that familiar with los angeles, but from the few times he'd been there— most of which included running into her, he recognized enough.

it's more than showing some skin and an easy lay that attracts dean, believe it or not, the whole sweater and jeans look has it's own appeal. with knuckles rapping at the door, he's standing in no more than a red and black flannel, pair of jeans and boots himself. he doesn't make an effort to hide the six pack that's in one hand, food now shifted into the other as he awaits her figure at the entry. ]

[ She's answers the door just having shoved some of Trixie's toys under a couch, so she's a little breathless and disheveled looking by the time she gets there. Chloe clears her throat, smoothing down her sweater and opening the door wider so she can gesture for him to come in. ]

I'd say sorry for the mess but you're the one who dropped in with no warning.

[ Her face says annoyed, but her tone says she's happy for the distraction.

She glances at the six-pack. ]

Listening is not one of your strong points, is it?

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he's so dumb

omg dean why

this is just Who He Is

chloe doesn't even know what to do with him lol

it's almost like an early s1 lucifer. I'm not super far in but it just reminds me of dean lmao

lol i can see the similarities. i hope you are enjoying it it's sooo good

i am so far! i've wanted to watch it forever, your chloe gave me the nudge ok.

omg that makes me so happy :3

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