Castiel had been invited to one of the gods little social gatherings where many would gather, drink, and dance. Personally he would’ve never gone if he hadn’t gone to one in forever. So just to prove that he wasn’t a total recluse he went. His buff, tall body was leaned against a quartz pillar with a drink in his hand. What a bunch of immature swines, he thought to himself as he watched others have a genuinely good time. Totally not the slightest bit jealous.