Your wishes. Your shots. And i am here to make them come to life.
You love supernatural and wish you were a part of it? Well, guess what? You are exactly there where you belong then.
Yeah you read it correctly. I am one out of the millions one shot...
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"Bobby I don't think that we need someone on this. Not today atleast.", Dean tried to convince Bobby and listened to the old man while looking over to Sam who was grinning.
"No, this is more important than your hook ups with girls who are desperate tonight."
"But Bobby it's..."
"Valentines Day. I know you, Idjit. I'm old not dead.", Bobby cut him off and Dean pouted a little.
"Alright. Who is it?", Dean gave in and rolled his eyes.
"James will meet you in the bar down town. You can talk about everything else with each other.", Bobby said and he nodded forgetting that Bobby couldn't see him.
"Okay. I'm on it.", he added and put his phone in his pocket.
"What does he want?", Sam asked him with a knowing smirk and Dean frowned at his little bother and smacked the back of Sams head in response.
"I have to meet this guy. He is going to tell us somethin' about the job we're on.", he took his jacket and smiled at Sam,"Maybe it's not that bad after all. I'll talk to this dude and after he leaves I could have some fun. I heard this bar is full of nice girls tonight. You wanna join?", Dean added wiggling with his brows but Sam just rolled his eyes.
"No thanks. Have fun. I'll dig into the story behind the stuff we're dealing with. I'm good."
"Alright. Nerd.", Dean said while grabbing his keys and going to his Baby.
***
Dean was sitting at a table in the corner of the bar where he could see the door so he would be able to see the guy. But apperantly Bobby didn't tell him how this James looked so Dean had no Idea how to find him. Maybe he was sitting somewhere already. Dean just hoped that the guy knew how he looked so James could find him.
The waitress came a second time with a bright smile and took out her notebook. Dean put his best smile on immidiatly and leaned back a little. She was cute.
"May I bring you something else?", she said pointing at his empty glass and took it. "Just a beer please.", he said with his deep voice and smiled a little. "Coming.", she said and Dean was about to make a kinky pun when he spotted a girl come in and sit down at the bar talking to the barkeeper and taking her jacket off. She had a really bright and...honest smile on her face. She leaned back slightly while she laughed at something the barkeeper said. Were they friends?
