Jul 9, 2016
Salvage
@stillnothelpful
   The site was just closing down for the day, and there were several pieces of old furniture piled up outside of the newly gutted building, along with a number of fairly decent studs and planks, weathered but usable.
   Castiel was sitting on a pile of those planks when the young werewolf walked out; he didnât know the wolfâs name, but they did work the same crew some days. âDo you suppose anyone would care if I took all of that?â he asked, head tilted at the old chairs and the old table and a bed frame.  He wasnât yet sure how he would move it from here all the way back to the Red Light District, but first things first.
