secret identity | d.winchester

eleven.

december 1st. 12:04pm.
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dean:
sorry about last night

carter:
what happened last night

dean:
i was sending you drunk texts?

carter:
oh yeah, that. don't worry about it lol, it was actually kind of funny

dean:
my head hurts so it's not funny to me

dean:
but im glad i could humor you

carter:
im at lunch and everyone keeps yelling at me to put my phone down

dean:
why

carter:
idk this fucking school is weird

carter:
i'll text you when i get home

dean:
alright
read at; 12;10pm.

carter:
hey dood
delivered at 3;40pm.

dean:
hey

carter:
wyd

dean:
nothing, you

carter:
wondering why my teachers gave me so much homework to do over the weekend

carter:
you've got to be doing something

dean:
eating pie and watching videos

carter:
illuminati videos?

dean:
no

dean:
porn

carter:
oh.

carter:
you're eating pie, texting me and watching porn all at once?

dean:
yeah

carter:
text me later.

dean:
lmao okay

dean:
wait you know i was joking right?
delivered at; 3:51pm.