MIA'S POV
I knew how Cas could be. She was the most dynamic and difficult to predict in my circle. She could lose interest or pick up interest in things at different times and I didn't exactly want her to walk out on this particular topic.
She soon returned with a plate of ice cream as I had known she would.
"Want some of this?" She asked when she returned, but neither I nor Mag showed interest at all.
"Okay, I see you two don't want it." She said, "So, when do we leave town for our research work?" She asked out of the blue.
"For f**k's sake, that's not the topic here, Cas. Can't we just stick to talking about one thing at a time?" Mag asked with clear irritation.
Cas scowled. "She was yelling at me." She said, but she did not look at anyone.
I shrugged. Sometimes they were like
