Crowley and Y/N have entered the chatroom.
Y/N: Sup Crowley, how's that demon drag queen? She driving you insane?
Crowley: Don't bring up that phsyco version of Beyoncè.
Y/N: sorry.
Lillith has entered the chat room
Lillith: Raphael threw a rock at me. I think I got bruise cancer.
Crowley: eww.
Y/N: huh.
Y/N: didn't know demons could get cancer, but OK.
Lillith: Y/N, does Michael talk about me?
Y/N: excuse me?
Lillith: like, does he like me?
Y/N: oh hell nah. You stay away from him you, down-graded version of Eve.
Lillith: I will date who ever I want. Fight me bitch.
Crowley: this is great.
Y/N: he's mine, bitch, deal with it.
Lillith: I'm a professional thief. ;)
Y/N: oh yeah? Imma go have sex with him now.
Lillith: don't, I swear.
Y/N: MICHAEL. WHO DO YOU LIKE BETTER ME OR LILLITH?
Michael has entered the chatroom.
Lillith: hey sexy.
Y/N: back off, slut.
Michael: hey, baby.
Lillith: see? He likes me better.
Y/N: Mikey? :(
Michael: . . . um.
Lillith: . . .
Michael: the fuck did I miss?
Crowley: Lillith is trying to steal you away from Y/N. She wants to have sex with you, and Y/N is asking you if you like her or Lillith.
Y/N: since when were you here?
Crowley: since I stopped talking.
Michael: I like Y/N better. She is human, and snuggly. :)
Y/N: love you too. :)
Lillith: where's Becky? I need some of that love potion she used on Sam.
Michael: get out. Now.
Y/N: your so sexy when you tell people what to do.
Michael: I know. ;)
Crowley: oh god.
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Supernatural chat rooms 1.
Fanficprobably spoilers, I'll probably feature all the characters in the first chat room. I'll do demons angels and the other characters featured on supernatural. Mature for language.
