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   getting inside the university was a challenge.  dean had to blend in in the most discreet way possible, as the chancellor wouldn’t allow any reporters or other intruders to meddle with the murder of professor mcgowan.  apparently, posing as a substitute was the easiest solution ; sam had arranged all the necessary forged documents to be sent to the university to admit dean into the institution under the name of ROGER FISHER.  he had one week to figure out what he was hunting, and he had to avoid giving seminars  (  since, he wasn’t qualified in the least bit ).  he told the students that he would dedicate the two seminars that they had that one week to getting to know each other them in his office and discuss their progression   --   when, in reality, he would be interviewing them.  they were only seventeen students ; it took about ten to twenty minutes to interrogate them.  it shouldn’t be so hard.  the last one for the day was the redhead  --  the rest he should see on the next session.      ‘  are you cheryl blossom?  ’     dean looked up at her from the students list and fixed his fake glasses. 

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castiel   hates   sleeping   .      he   doesn ’ t   need   to   when   he ’ s   got   his   grace   ,     but   when   he   had   to   in   s5   and   when   he   became   human   ,      he   absolutely   loathed   it   .      it ’ s   such   a   waste   of   time      (   seriously   ,      six   hours   a   day   ?   )      ,      and   he ’ s   not   a   fan   of   dreaming   ,      since   more   often   than   not   there ’ s   some   kind   of   nightmare   thrown   in   there   .

he wasn’t new to parties, but this was the first sorority event that he attended in the three years he’d been attending college.  he usually liked to hang out at frat houses, where he knew the group via his friends and flatmates.  he always took the safe choice, the one that protected him from the fear of being left out in a place where he didn’t know anybody.  however, that saturday night, he decided to leave his comfort zone and ditch the frat party he was accustomed to for one of the sororities’.  he turned up alone, as his friends picked a different event.  the moment he stepped in the sorority house, he didn’t know what to expect.  he moved past the crowd, as if he was searching for someone, but he knew he had no one.  he ended up standing next to the bar, after serving himself some beer, and he watched the crowd, stealing glances left and right. 

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     he wasn’t doing it on purpose, not at first.  he didn’t even realize he was biting his lip as he was rather concentrated on the article he was reading from his textbook.  once cheryl pointed it out to him, dean realized what he was doing and grinned.  emeralds blinked and landed on her direction while he remained sat on the chair across from her.      ‘  am i distracting you?  ’    at his words, he complies and bites down on his bottom lip once again with a fixated, purposeful  gaze. 

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