Destiel long distance would never work because Cas would never answer his phone, and Dean has abandonment issues and a car
(Angry and irritated sentences from various sources. Adjust phrasing where needed)
"You playing your whole creepy mystery man routine isn't exactly helping me feel any better!"
"If you want to experiment, you talk to me! You don't just do it!"
"You're enjoying this, aren't you?"
"You are not the damn judge and jury!"
"I don't know about you, but I've had enough of this tedious spat!"
"Do you have to do that? You're staring."
"Tell me the truth; did you set me up to fail?"
"How does anyone put up with you? You're very cocky with your theories, you know?"
"Why are you late?"
"Stop thinking. Stop talking."
"You know conversations are supposed to make things clearer?"
"You can drop the sarcasm!"
"Not everything is about you!"
"Would you mind staying silent?"
"I'm feeling a little attacked right now."
"Patience is not one of my virtues."
"Are you going to be angry all evening?"
"Is that your idea of treading carefully?"
"All you do - all you ever do - is embarass me!"
"Rules are rules! No opera before 8am!"
"Are you being kooky again?"
"Just because you've got a name for something doesn't mean it's not insane!"
"You're a fucking poet now?"
"You have been glaring at me throughout this entire meal."
"Please don't touch that!"
"Stop looking at me. I don't like when people look at me like that."
"Do you have to enjoy this quite so much?"
"Using someone's emotions like this is wrong!"
"Hey! You don't walk away when I'm talking to you!"
"I have said I'm sorry!"
"If I wanted your opinion, I would have asked for it."
"Can we go back to some place that resembles civilisation?"
"You're a very brave man, but so stupid!"
"Everything was alright until you arrived!"
"I'm already in a foul mood - let's not make it any worse."
❛ i made you your favorite food. ❜
(it's burned somehow)
for Spencer
The plate of food before him was... questionable, to say the least. Mostly charred, unidentifiable pieces with, somehow, a cold center. It defied all logic of cooking - yet, so did everything about his new companion. Most 'dogs' didn't have the physical ability to even open an oven, let alone attempt to prepare and cook a whole meal. Of course, a lot of things about his 'emotional support animal' lacked sense ; the green mouth, the surprising dexterity, her speech... still, Spencer couldn't bring himself to dwell on the science of it.
The notion was sweet, a distinguished contrast to the usual chaos that she brought into his life. Even if it was a futile gesture ( he couldn't exactly consume the contents of the plate before him ) the meaning behind it wasn't lost to the profiler.
" Oh, thank you... " Spencer finally breaks his silence, using a fork to hesitantly push the contents of the plate around a bit, if only to keep appearances. " I'm actually not that hungry right now, but we can uh.. save this for later ? " He suggests gently, placing the fork aside and moving to place the plate elsewhere – at least until he could sneakily throw it away.
It's witchcraft, not Google maps.
Rowena Macleod in Mamma Mia (12x02): Best of SPN Ladies [438/?]