Raven Braeden: the Daughter of Dean Winchester and Lisa Braeden

First Phone Call

When I woke up the next morning, there was a piece of paper taped to my forehead. Went out for food. Be back soon. - Dad. The letter read. I got up and went into the kitchen and made some coffee and made a bowl of frosted flakes. After I finished my cereal, the coffee was done. After I made my cup of coffee, I called Alyss.
"Hi Rave." Alyss said.
"Hi Alyss. How's your morning?" I asked.
"My morning was good, my afternoon is going okay." Alyss responded.
"Did I really sleep that late?" I said with a humorous note.
"Yeah. It's one thirty in the afternoon." Alyss said.
"Wow. I'm working on my first cup of coffee. Why is your afternoon only going ok?" I asked.
"My brother and my dad keep making fun of the way I play video games. As long as it's effective why does it matter?" Alyss said angrily, about her brother and dad.
"It doesn't matter. I'll play video games with you away from your family." I hint.
"That would be great." Alyss said.
"I'll pick you up when I'm dressed. I'll be there soon." I say.
"See you soon, bye." Alyss says.
"Bye." I hung up. I went to my room, leaving my empty mug on the counter. I put on a pair of dark blue jeans and a black crop top with a pair of black vans. I texted dad telling him I was getting Alyss and taking her to our game room. I left for Alyss' house. About an hour later, she and I were walking into the bunker.
"Why does your dad live in a bomb bunker?" Alyss asked.
"He likes isolation from society." I answer.
Alyss and I played a ton of games for hours. Dad came home before I got home and I didn't know until he came into the room because he heard us screaming at the game. We played until eight o'clock.
"Would you like to stay overnight?" I asked Alyss.
"That would be amazing." Alyss said.
"I'll ask my dad is it's ok." I left the room and came back two minutes later. "You can stay."
"I'll call my dad." Alyss called, got a yes, and she and I continued to play games until eleven. Dad made us go to bed. I showed her to my pajama dresser drawer, and she picked out a pair of black shorts and a black, spaghetti strap tank top. I wore a men's large black t-shirt.
"Do you want a separate bedroom or do you want to sleep in the same bed?" I ask.
"Are you comfortable sleeping in the same bed as someone you just started dating?" Alyss asked.
"If you are, I am." I answer.
"Same bed." Alyss answers.
I held Alyss as we slept, and I kissed her before we fell asleep. She kissed back, it turned into a passionate kiss, then into passionate sex. It was a great night.