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"you wanna come inside?" cas asked, staring at dean with wide eyes, hoping he'd agree. "yeah." they got out the car, and got into the elevator to cas' apartment.

dean took everything in; it was a nice, studio apartment, and he instantly felt comfortable. the evening setting sun gave off a pink glare that reflected on his mahogany floor beautifully.

he was grateful to see cas lived alone.

"so, mtv, this is my crib." cas joked, motioning to his home. "it's nice," dean commented, looking at his bed which was unmade but fit his odd hipster-artsy-urban aesthetic. "thank you." he smiled. "wanna drink?" he offered dean a glass beer, and dean took it gladly, winking.

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