"Cas!"

CastieI just walks faster.

"Cas, wait!" Charlie runs up to him and grabs his shoulder, and he hits her arm away. "Look, I'm sorry, but —"

"I don't care," Castiel snaps, pushing the front doors open and walking out of the station.

"Well, I do!" Charlie forcefully turns him around to look at her, and he crosses his arms. "What do you think would have happened if I hadn't told her and she found out later? She would have been pissed. At least now it's out of the way —"

"I don't care!" Castiel yells. "I don't fucking — that was none of her business. My personal life, my past relationships, that's none of her fucking business. Hell, it's none of your fucking business, either."

"Cas —"

"I'm not having this conversation," Castiel declares, turning around to walk away.

"Fine, we don't have to," Charlie says. "If you wanna go home in silence —"

"I'm walking," CastieI interrupts.

Charlie scoffs. "You live, like, six miles away!"

Castiel just walks away.

"Cas!" Charlie calls after him.

Castiel holds up his middle finger. That's all he has to say to her right now.