damn, this guy won't stop. castiel thought, watching dean chase his car from his rearview mirror.
"did you steal my wallet?" he leaned in the window.
"i might've. what's it to you? you got it back." cas shrugged, cranking his engine. "so you did steal it?"
"no. you dropped it, and i gave it back. now could you go? i've got places to be." and he drove off, leaving dean in the middle of the street, completely dumbfounded.
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