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"what do you do?" dean asked around his pb and j sandwich that cas insisted he brough when dean told him he forgot his lunch.

"i'm a library assistant."

"yeah? you seem like the type."

"i'm taking that as a compliment."

"it is. i mean, you're quiet. when you aren't making gross jokes, that is. and you know a lot about books and reading and all that stuff. do you like your job?"

"of course. i love it."

"exactly, nerd." dean waved his hand, earning a smile from cas.

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