"where's dean? did you bring dean? is he here?"
"no. why? should i bring him next time?"
"yes, please. he's funny. and he's in love with you."
"he's not in love with me, anna. i told you. just friends."
"really? because a little birdie told me that you and him did a bit of messing around."
"w-what? who told you that?"
"a little birdie."
"anna, who told you?"
"honestly, no one told me. i just guessed. but apparently, you did. gross!"
"whatever. we were drunk. it didn't mean anything." he lied.
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Fanfiction"who are you?" "castiel. who are you?" -purposely lowercase [completed]
