This was so goddamn boring, he'd been sitting in the cab for over an hour bored out of his mind with nothing to do but read. That wouldn't be such a bad thing but unfortunately he had exactly one book with him and he'd read it more than a million times.
Chas was beginning to worry. Maybe John was dead, maybe some scary demon had eaten him and now he was dead… Yeah 'cause John Constantine lets demons eat him on a regular basis.
That's it! This is that last time he ever gets into a cab with John bloody Constantine!
Maybe he should just drive home, leave the bastard to make his own way back… Yeah, but then he'd have a pissed off exorcist screaming at him all night long and as fun as that sounded he'd rather pass on that particular joy.
Maybe a demon had clawed his face off… Hahaha to him! Well, at least then Chas would be in with a fighting chance. He was too good looking…
Chas stopped drumming for a second thinking hard.
"Aww fuck it!" He said jumping out the cab.
If John was lying with his face clawed off in some ditch Chas would never forgive himself.
Funny enough John's face hadn't been clawed off and instead it was Chas in danger of that particular scenario.
"Aww John I though some demon had eaten you! You could be lying dead somewhere! I was just making sure you were okay"
He received a slap on the head and a very scary looking glare.
"Yeah whatever John but if you ever have your face clawed off by a demon you'll be sorry I didn't come and save your butt."
