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Despite the number of fully plumbed-in and completely usable bathrooms scattered around the old Men of Letters bunker, those living within its walls always seemed to favour one in particular. The one next to the kitchen, which, in all fairness, was the only one that actually had any toilet paper in it so you can see why they would prefer to use that one out of any other.

Not to mention all their stuff was already in there — now neatly organised and kept tidy after a lecture from Dean about how, now that they had a permanent home, they had to stop living like heathens. Like he was one to talk, it was usually his mess in the first place but God forbid anyone brings up that little piece of information.

Anyway, regardless of the cleanliness of said bathroom, using any other would have been a stupid idea. One that would have left anyone, who'd taken the chance, calling out to someone for toilet paper so it only made sense that they would all frequent that specific bathroom.

However in this case, perhaps it would have been a smart idea for Selina to pick an empty one. It would have given her privacy to do what she had to do. Not to mention peace, as her brothers couldn't even grant her three measly minutes of it without knocking on the door needing one thing or another.

Any other day she wouldn't have cared and would have sped herself up if she were peeing — and in the case that she were showering, she'd have simply told them to come in, close their eyes and she would guide them to whatever it was that they needed.

But today, she wasn't in the mood.

In fact, this whole week she hadn't been in the mood for any sort of games. She'd been more nauseous than usual lately and ever since the attack at the store that left her closer to death than she would have liked, she hadn't gotten a full night's sleep. Not because she was scared or anything, that perhaps more demons were out to get her, but because she hadn't heard a single peep from Crowley since the moment he left her bedside.

Not a call, like he'd promised her. Not even a text from him had graced her phone and in all honesty she was getting fed up with the radio silence. It wasn't like him either. He usually always found an excuse to call her but in this case, she was beginning to wonder if he'd even bothered to look at his phone in the last few days, because if he had, he'd be able to see how worried she was about him and maybe then, he'd call her.

That may have been one of the reasons why her emotions were all over the place lately. Selina didn't like being worried at the best of times, least of all about someone she couldn't express that worry freely about, so it was only guaranteed that it would start to affect her mentally.

As the days went by she was easily getting more and more aggravated. Tiny little things seemed to set her off and oftentimes she found herself crying over the stupidest of things rather than simply getting annoyed like she used to. Or in some special cases, angry.

However, today seemed to be one of those days where she was annoyed, and to make matters worse, incredibly angry — meaning if her brothers weren't careful, she'd open the bathroom door and hurl whatever it is that whichever one of them wanted right at their face.

"Cat, come on already!" Dean called through the door, following suit with a few loud thumps of his fist against the wood which rattled the loose hooks on the other side. "You've been in there ages and I really have to pee."

Why he couldn't just pee in another bathroom, Selina would never know as it's not like he even needed to use toilet paper.

"Alright, just... Give me a second, will you?" Selina said, a little quieter than she normally would have as despite feeling like she was full of pure rage, she didn't have it in her to yell at him.

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