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3:07 pm

deanthebean: so

classycassy: so...

deanthebean: so

classycassy: ...so?

deanthebean: so
(So get this)
classycassy: ?

deanthebean: damnit Cas you ruined it

classycassy: hehe

deanthebean: you evil genius

classycassy: ;)

deanthebean: so

deanthebean: I come bearing good news

classycassy: oooo I like good news

deanthebean: my dad's out of town for the next

deanthebean: wait for it..

deanthebean: nine months

classycassy: and that's a good thing because...

deanthebean: because my dad's a dick and now you can come over

classycassy: you're not gonna miss him?

deanthebean: trust me, Cas, if you knew him you'd understand

classycassy: whatever you say Dean

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4:30 pm

deanthebean: get your ass over here you fuck tard

classycassy: wow rudeeeee

deanthebean: idc

classycassy: I am hurt

deanthebean: oops oh well

classycassy: my fEELINGS

deanthebean: Castiel Novak will you please just get your cute ass over here

classycassy: awww you think I'm cute

deanthebean: no I said your ass is cute

deanthebean: and I WANT IT TOOK GET OVER HERE

classycassy: okay damn chill I'm coming

++

"Look who finally made it," Dean says once he opens his door.

"You know," I say jokingly, "you made me get out of bed, the least you could do is not complain."

Dean rolls his eyes and moves out of the way so I can go into his house. "Sam! Cas is here!" he shouts up the stairs.

"Okay," Sam's voice is a little muffled, but then I see him emerge from the stairs, "I better not catch you two making out on the couch." I laugh at the joke and look over at Dean, surprised to see he isn't laughing. Instead his face is red, very red, and he's looking down at the ground, obviously embarrassed.

Suddenly, Dean's face goes from completely embarrassed to completely angry. "We're just friends, Sam, and it's really annoying when you imply that we're something more!"

Sam puts his hands up in defense. "Okay, chill," he starts to walk up the stairs, then stops himself and looks at us,

"but if I didn't know any better, I'd say you want something more."

                  

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