𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑦𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑑.

[castle]

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( frank castle | 43 | male | wynonnasexual )

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[earps]

Probably means I won't end up having to swim in my own kitchen, right?

[ she might be teasing him a little on those abilities, but how can she be sure he's not overselling himself until she sees it with her own two eyes?

(she's still talking about him fixing her sink. duh.) ]

[castle]

don't be too confident in my skills
might still need to wear a bathing suit

[ don't ... actually wear a bathing suit. ]

[earps]

You know, I keep thinking the one thing this place could use is a pool.

[ not that it'll come to that. hopefully. if he's as good as he says. ]

[castle]

i might prioritize kitchen over pool

[ and no, he isn't going to renovate her place by building in a pool too. ]

just tell me where and when
i'll see what i can do

[earps]

1433 Gatlin Drive. It's one of the slightly shittier houses on the block.

As for the when, turns out not having an actual job means I do a lot of sitting around right now, so just shoot me a text to let me know you're on your way.

[ mostly so she doesn't end up opening the door without any pants on. ]

[castle]

[ he doesn't know the town well enough yet, so it doesn't give him any idea of the actual location (he'd rather he isn't around long enough to learn it that well), but he'll figure it out. ]

give me a few hours to get some tools together and i can be there

[earps]

I'm not going anywhere.

[ maybe a more damning response than she intends, considering their current predicament and whether they'll be stuck here for who knows how long, but that's all she offers before signing off.

she figures he has enough information on where to find her at his fingertips, but keeps her device close at hand in case he needs further direction. she's done enough driving around here on her bike to be familiar with the fastest route out from town.

and it isn't that she worries about keeping a neat house, far from it, but maybe she tries to clean up the kitchen a little before he shows anyway, ditching empty alcohol bottles and clearing the sink of lingering dirty dishes. ]

[castle]

[ by getting some tools together, he'll actually go out to make some purchases on a few basic ones. because since the rise of this app, wynonna's not the only one to have made a request for some handywork services, even if she remains unique as one he's actually accepted. but if this town is going to keep him around for longer than he wants to be, he could be doing something useful in his time, and really, this kind of freelance work would be beneficial in getting around easily and picking up on information that could eventually have its uses.

he tosses it all in a backpack, a variety of wrenches and screwdrivers and the like, and makes his way, never asking for those directions but sending a text as promised a little before he arrives.

seeing her place is the real surprise, considering the small apartment he'd been assigned to, somewhat impressed by the space and seclusion she's taken in for herself, still gazing around the expanse of it even after knocking upon her door. ]

[earps]

[ neither of them had specified a time, though she hadn't been lying when she'd said she had nothing but time these days; the only demon she'd had the misfortune of getting tangled up with had literally gone away when politely asked to, though that doesn't mean she hasn't tried to take other steps to evil-proof the place where she can. waverly's so much better at this part, at the remembering what wards off certain demons over others. too bad she hasn't found a single place in town that stocks ammolite, much less anyone who's even heard of it.

once the cleaning's half-done, she stretches out on the couch, fully intending to just chillax a bit before he gets here — but it's the knock at the door that wakes her up and she realizes she's been napping for god knows how long, rocketing up with a start and an accompanying crick in her neck.

still massaging that sudden tension, she shuffles over to open the front door, fingers stilling when she finds him on the other side. ] Wow. You're here.

[ (because she'd been sleeping when he'd texted before, technically.) ]

[castle]

Yeah, I am. [ he raises his brow at her surprise, considering they'd quite literally arranged for this earlier and warned her just as she'd requested. the strap of tools slumps a little at his shoulder when he tilts his body a little, as if observing her, a subtle tinge of amusement in his eyes. ]

If you need to sneak in another doze, I can come back another time.

[ there's a partial lift of a smirk on his lips, his gaze lingering on the bits of hair on her head a little disorderly, giving away her secrets in how she's been keeping busy. ]

[earps]

Right, sorry, I just — must have lost track of time.

[ she's feeling pretty bleary, blinking a few times to try and bring the rest of the world back into focus, but remains hopelessly ignorant of the current slept-on state of her hair, hand slipping down from its place against the side of her neck before she steps to one side to afford him a wide enough berth for entry.

at the very least, he'll be able to get a firsthand look at exactly the level of shithouse she's having to deal with; if it wasn't the sink, she knows beyond a shadow of a doubt it'd be something else falling apart on her. it'll probably happen right after he leaves, for added irony. ]

So, be honest: how hopeless a situation am I dealing with here?