Word Count: 100
Summary: In the dark watches of the night when the Winchesters are sleeping, what does Castiel do ...?
Disclaimer: I don't own him
Castiel loved watching TV.
The guilty pleasure brought by watching a dozen random people sitting in a house, drinking and fornicating with each other, or a bunch of rednecks arguing over who'd fathered their seventeenth child and fighting like rabid tomcats, was curiously satisfying.
Night after night, he sat and devoured Dr Sexy MD, Desperate Housewives and America’s Next Top Model.
And then, of course, there was the Pizza Man, who was truly educational …
Castiel knew if he ever went home, he’d be bored to tears with Heaven’s TV; he’d have to make sure he could get cable.