"You," Arabella stated with a wide-eyed gaze, slowly climbing her way off the couch.
"Arabella, you know this guy?" Max stopped in his tracks and released the hold on Castiel's arm.
She didn't answer because she was in pure shock. It wasn't even possible that this man was real and to not look different at all, it just wasn't possible. He wore a black suit, white button down, and skinny navy blue tie. It just wasn't possible. This was the man that had been in her dreams for the past week.
"Y-yes," She stammered."Max, can you just go join Marissa in the shower or something?" She waved a hand in the direction of his room all while not taking her eyes off Castiel.
"Yeah, I guess." He said walking over to his room's doorway, but then he froze suddenly and looked back. "If you need anything just yell." In the next second the door was closed and they were alone.
Castiel didn't waste a second as he instantly walked the rest of the way across the room. He made sure to get uncomfortably close.
"Who the heck are you and why can't you respect personal space?" She asked taking a step back.
"My name is Castiel. I am an angel of the Lord." He stated simply. "I've had ongoing issue with that thing you call personal space."He said as he passed and headed down the hallway behind her.
"Whoa, just-just stop." She said crossing her arms.
"We don't have much time." He stated turning around to face her.