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"how the hell are you gonna pay for this place?"

"my parents were loaded. the library was only busy work. and because i'm now an only child, i get all the funds." cas shrugged, and ate another spoonful of cereal.

"yeah, guess that's one way to put it."

"yeah."

it went silent for a moment, until dean stroke up a conversation. "did you mean what you said last night?"

cas looked away for a second. "yes. did you?"

"yes." dean didn't hesitate.

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