Intro. Hello! I'm Castiel.
I used to be an angel of the Lord. Now I'm just... Castiel. Someone who learns to be human. And, apparently, I succeed in this through the stump-deck.
My brother Gabriel decided that it was vital for me to master the art of flirting. He said that my usual way of communicating — "looking at people like interesting bugs and speaking in the voice of a funeral announcer" — was not conducive to romantic success.
I decided to approach the issue responsibly. Even too much.
Now I'm standing in my underpants. With a phone in my hand. The boner is there. Literally.
And I just sent this photo to Gabriel. As a report on the work done.
I feel like a triumphant and an idiot at the same time. Butterflies in my stomach? Lying. They're termites. A whole colony of hungry termites staged an apocalypse there.
If you're here to watch me fall into human awkwardness, you're welcome. I promise it's going to be strange.
So let's get acquainted. Only, I beg you, don't ask anyone else to "send" anything.