2 - First Conversations

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ChevyImpala67: "Hi. I recently started reading your book Shout and Twist and noticed you don't actually get a lot of credit for it directly. So here's me giving you credit. Dude your writing is absolutely amazing. I don't know if you get told this often, but I just thought you should know."

Cas looked at the message that he'd gotten a few hours before he'd woken up. The person was right, most people just knew the fic and not the author. It was nice to have someone actually come to him for once.

Then he realized the person had said they'd only just started reading it. Which meant they hadn't had their heart ripped out yet. So he typed out a reply.

AngelWithAShotgun: "Thank you. It means a lot that some people will actually realize a person wrote this, I do hardly get credited for it. As a quick question, how far have you gotten in reading it?"

There was obviously no reply immediately. Who knows where this person was in terms of time zones?

Cas sighed, before deciding he probably should get out of bed at some point and go to classes. He did check over his account, finding comments on all his books. Shout and Twist was obviously the most popular, and not exactly many people went from there to his other books. But people still read them.

Cas did eventually get up to go to college. After he got ready he checked his phone again and saw a reply from the person who had messaged him.

ChevyImpala67: "I'm only a few chapters in. Dude I know it gets sad, you're probably enjoying thinking about my imminent death from feels."

Cas couldn't help but chuckle at this, and quickly typed out another reply before heading off to school.

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It was about ten pm when Dean got a reply from the guy. Yeah that's right. Cas had just woken up and it was the night for Dean. Time zones!!!

The author just really wanted a time zone difference.

...The author will have too much fun with said time zone difference.

The angel guy had asked about where he was up to. He knew what was coming.

AngelWithAShotgun: "Just curious about how much you currently want to kill me. You seem quite non violent now, so I'll not retreat into my dark corner away from the world."

Dean smiled. This guy seemed nice. If it was a guy. Maybe it was a girl.

ChevyImpala67: "Oh just you wait. Even your dark corner won't save you if this more than slightly hurts."

He sent the message and waited for a reply, but none came for quite a while. The guy was probably busy.

"Oi Dean," Sam said, walking into the room to see Dean staring intently at the screen. "Should I be concerned about how many times this happens? It's just a screen."

"The screen is life," Dean replied. "What do you want?"

"What do you think about messaging random people on the internet?" Sam asked. Dean raised an eyebrow. There was no way Sam could know what he was just doing...

"I think it's fine, I mean, you can make great friends like this," Dean said. "Just make sure it's not a creepy stalker dude first." Sam rolled his eyes and walked off to his own room.

And we're going to follow Sam here.

Sam had been checking his wattpad. Yeah they really do that a lot don't they. Screw it they have to during this story.

He'd checked his wattpad a few hours ago to find about ten times more notifications than he usually had. And all from this one guy reading one of his books. The guys username was TheTrickster, and so far he seemed like a very hyperactive person.

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