"That..." John held up his finger in protest at about the 'ca' in abracafuckingdabra, then his brow furrowed at the golden light, and the expression dug further in once the key was in Constantine's hand.
"That worked? That fucking worked. You say abracadabra and it fucking works." He snorted and pushed himself upright from the wall, taking the key, if only to see if it was real and not some silly magician's trick. Nope, it existed. He patted John's shoulder and had a go at it, putting the key in the door, and unlocked it, not yet opening the door. He looked over his shoulder at Constantine, a smirk coming to his face, then turned the handle and pushed the door open.
It was dark in the room, the hall lights barely illuminating a hardwood floor and little else. John patted the wall against the door jamb, clumsily finding the light switch, flicking it on.
"Christ." He bowed his head and groaned as he stepped in, rubbing his face. "All that. You just did all that, we just went up all those goddamn stairs."
For an employee lounge.
He chuckled, a whispering rasp of a thing, but John was incredulous. How goddamn mundane. Not that he should've expected anything more, and if he was expecting more, he didn't know exactly what he was supposed to expect. But an employee lounge wasn't it.
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"That worked? That fucking worked. You say abracadabra and it fucking works." He snorted and pushed himself upright from the wall, taking the key, if only to see if it was real and not some silly magician's trick. Nope, it existed. He patted John's shoulder and had a go at it, putting the key in the door, and unlocked it, not yet opening the door. He looked over his shoulder at Constantine, a smirk coming to his face, then turned the handle and pushed the door open.
It was dark in the room, the hall lights barely illuminating a hardwood floor and little else. John patted the wall against the door jamb, clumsily finding the light switch, flicking it on.
"Christ." He bowed his head and groaned as he stepped in, rubbing his face. "All that. You just did all that, we just went up all those goddamn stairs."
For an employee lounge.
He chuckled, a whispering rasp of a thing, but John was incredulous. How goddamn mundane. Not that he should've expected anything more, and if he was expecting more, he didn't know exactly what he was supposed to expect. But an employee lounge wasn't it.