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Sioux Falls is not where Lucy thought she'd end up, but life is funny, and when she'd gotten the opportunity to open a Southern Eatery and Bakery there, she'd taken it. She'd still been settling in when she'd met Castiel at a bar not far from the little house she'd recently bought. She'd run into him the next day at the gas station and he'd recommended a slurpee that had cured her hangover. In her most dramatic moments, she'd announce that it had been true love from that moment. In her realistic moments, she knows neither of them are at that stage yet (at least she doesn't think either of them are), but she likes Castiel. A lot.
Which is the only reason she agrees when he says he's going to pick her up an hour before the sun rises. It's also the only reason she agrees to casual, warm clothing. To Lucy, a Southerner accustomed to very warm seasons, Sioux Falls is a little chilly (at best) most of the year. When Castiel picks her up, she's dressed in one of the few pairs of jeans that she owns, a pale yellow sweater, warm fuzzy coat, and tennis shoes (they've got slight platform soles; she's incapable of wearing flat shoes). She's got her hair braided in two pigtails and her eye makeup is mostly from last night, and smudgey. The grumpy pout on her face disappears when Castiel hands her a very large cup of coffee. she wraps her hands half-covered in fingerless gloves around the cup and groans. "Oh my Bear Bryant," she sighs as she takes the first sip. "Okay, you're half forgiven," she says as she scoots closer on the bench seat of Castiel's truck and snuggles up to him. She puts the cup between her legs, digs in her large purse, and pulls out a mermaid flask, tips a bit of the contents into the coffee cup, replaces the lid, and swirls it a little. She tasks another sip and tips her head up to brush Castiel's cheek with a kiss. "I'm reserving the other half of my forgiveness until I see why you've dragged me out this early. It's possible I'm still buzzed from last night."
Lucy isn't aware of the gorgeous Falls Park only five minutes from Sioux Falls. She's not much of an outdoorsy person so hopefully, Castiel has plenty of blankets, a pillow or four, and an excellent breakfast in the back of his truck. At least Lucy will be happy to help him set the picnic up.
Which is the only reason she agrees when he says he's going to pick her up an hour before the sun rises. It's also the only reason she agrees to casual, warm clothing. To Lucy, a Southerner accustomed to very warm seasons, Sioux Falls is a little chilly (at best) most of the year. When Castiel picks her up, she's dressed in one of the few pairs of jeans that she owns, a pale yellow sweater, warm fuzzy coat, and tennis shoes (they've got slight platform soles; she's incapable of wearing flat shoes). She's got her hair braided in two pigtails and her eye makeup is mostly from last night, and smudgey. The grumpy pout on her face disappears when Castiel hands her a very large cup of coffee. she wraps her hands half-covered in fingerless gloves around the cup and groans. "Oh my Bear Bryant," she sighs as she takes the first sip. "Okay, you're half forgiven," she says as she scoots closer on the bench seat of Castiel's truck and snuggles up to him. She puts the cup between her legs, digs in her large purse, and pulls out a mermaid flask, tips a bit of the contents into the coffee cup, replaces the lid, and swirls it a little. She tasks another sip and tips her head up to brush Castiel's cheek with a kiss. "I'm reserving the other half of my forgiveness until I see why you've dragged me out this early. It's possible I'm still buzzed from last night."
Lucy isn't aware of the gorgeous Falls Park only five minutes from Sioux Falls. She's not much of an outdoorsy person so hopefully, Castiel has plenty of blankets, a pillow or four, and an excellent breakfast in the back of his truck. At least Lucy will be happy to help him set the picnic up.
