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God Bless Us Every One; (CLOSED)

Who: Dean Winchester, Pellaz Cevarro, George Lass, Jo Harvelle
What: Jo has two goals: apologizing and introducing Dean to a few of her housemates ~~that he already might know~~
Where: House 1402
When: 10/6
Warnings: Language, maybe?

Jo had been avoiding Dean since the paintball event because she felt guilty as hell for shooting him in the back. She didn't even shoot monsters in the back, and Dean was...well.

She sent him two pictures, one, a pot of stew and a pie crust off in the corner, and two, the location of the house. Hopefully he got the message. She might be apologizing, but she wasn't about to beg him to come.

A few minutes later she sends a text to Pell and George, inviting them down because she definitely made too much food. Plus, it was a good idea for Dean to know who to contact in case of an emergency, right?

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[George had been smelling food for a while, which definitely piqued her interest. she's never going to turn down food she didn't have to make. mainly because she's a lousy cool and left to her own devices, she'll just eat food directly out of the can.

once she gets the text, she's on her way down, book abandoned and ready to eat. she blinks in surprise at the sheer amount of food on offer]

Wow. Looks like you went all out. Are we expecting anyone?

Edited 2017-10-07 20:09 (UTC)

[Jo might have gone a little overboard, but she tends to go big or go home - and going home isn't really an option here.]

I invited a friend over. Want some stew?

[George has no problem with that. that means leftovers]

Yeah, which friend? And yes, please.

Dean? [There will be plenty of leftovers. Don't worry, George.]

Grab some silverware and a bowl.

Dean? Oh, cool. I like him. [yay, food she doesn't have to cook!]

Okay, will do. [heads into the kitchen to get them]

When did you meet Dean? [...Now she's worried.

When George brings her a bowl Jo serves her some of the stew.]

I won't make ya wait until he gets here to eat.

Not long after he showed up. And at the party we just had.

[yay, stew! it smells delicious]

Okay, then I won't. [tucks into her food]

Hope he wasn't too bad. [On either occasion.

Jo sits at the table and waits for George's opinion on the food.]

Nah, he was cool. Funny, too. [On neither occasion was he bad

she takes a few bites of the stew, chews, and swallows, and looks up at Jo] Okay, this? Is fucking awesome. Thanks!

...Good. [That sounds like Dean, so Jo moves on for now.]

It's not that hard to make. You don't know how to cook?

It's always good to meet more likable people. I think this place is setting a record for that.

I have no fucking idea how to cook. Took Home Ec, got an F. And mom never bothered to try to teach me.