068. djinn

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"Just tell us what happened." Ophelia pressures her cousin to revealing anything about the Halloween party. The blonde and Daphne are both on the youngest girl's bed while said girl paces the room.

"I told you, I was wasted. I don't remember a lot of it." Libby says.

"I can feel you lying, you realize that, right?" Ophelia asks.

"Dude, even I can tell you're lying." Daphne says. "I mean, were you shitfaced? Sure. But you definitely remember some things you do not want to tell us."

"We... might've almost kissed." Libby quietly says.

"What?" Ophelia asks, not hearing her. Daphne's face scrunches in confusion.

"We almost kissed." Libby quickly says.

It takes the older two a moment before their eyes widen in realization.

"Holy, shit!" They both exclaim.

"You almost kissed?" Daphne asks and Libby nods a little.

"Oh, my God. Oh, my God!" Ophelia grins.

"How close were you? Like-- like was he two feet away? Were your lips touching? What?" Daphne asks.

"I could feel his breath on my face." Libby says. Daphne squeals, excitedly shaking Ophelia's arm. "But it doesn't matter. Nothing is going to happen." Libby says.

"Oh, come on." Ophelia groans.

"In case you haven't noticed, I don't have a great track record with trusting boyfriends." Libby says.

"Not every body is a secret psycho, honey." Ophelia tells her. "Trust me, I've been around Ethan. There is not a bad bone in that boy's body."

"Unless he's so good that he can hide those bad bones from a psychic." Libby points out. "Huh? You think about that?"

"I don't think any human has the ability to do that to me." Ophelia says. "It-- I mean, does Ethan even know I'm psychic?"

"I think so." Libby says. "But even if he told me no, does he really not know? I mean, our family is pretty famous in the hunter world. We're basically the Kardashians of hunting or some shit."

"Look, Libs, I... I know your last crush ended up being... well, a piece of shit." Ophelia says.

"Who killed me." Libby adds.

"Right." Ophelia mumbles. "But not every guy is out to get you. Take it from the person who has everybody's emotions trapped inside of her 24/7, he likes you, and he's a good person. He walked you home drunk. He respects your boundaries, he-- he doesn't pry too much if it's uncomfortable, he didn't run when you told him about the demon blood or anything else."

"Well, even if he was a good person, he's annoying." Libby remarks.

"No, that's just you trying not to like him." Daphne says.

"It is not. He's a pain in my ass." Libby states.

"I mean... if you admit some feelings or just wanna relieve stress, something else could be in your ass." Daphne muses.

Libby chucks a pillow at her as the older two laugh.

+++

Dean, Natalie, Jacob, and Larissa walk into the war room where Sam is talking a group of survivors.

"Uh... everybody good?" Sam asks the hunters. "Any questions? Okay. Let's get to work." They all go off to do whatever they need to.

"You kids have fun out there." Dean says.

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