Drunk With The Winchesters

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WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS DRINKING

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At Bobby's,

Dean came back from the bar with a few packs of beer.

With all that has been happening you felt u needed one.

"Dean could you hand me one?" U ask him.

He gives u a look

"(Yourname). Ur under age," Sam says looking at u with worry.

"Sammy the girl has been working her ass off to find us that hunt last week. Plus she saves our asses all the time."Dean says throwing u a can.

You were surprised that he said u could have one. Especially since Dean is very protective over u.

You start to open the beer.

"Wait (yourname)!" Sam says as u pull open the can and foam flows down your arm.

You stand up quickly and fan your pants and hem of your shirt, quickly reddening at the fact u don't know how to treat beer.

Dean laughs and Sam smiles and chuckles a little bit

Dean came up to you, his breath reeked of alcohol. He grabbed napkins from that place u guys came back from not to long ago.

He started to pat you dry.

He stands up to his full height. His green eyes glittering with amusement.

"We need to teach u a lot of things if u r ever going to survive in the real world (yourname)," he says smiling.

You stuck ur tongue out dean and took a sip of the beer.

It was bitter. And you spit it out.

"How the hell can u drink that?" You question them walking over to the kitchen and grabbing the sprayer thing and spray it in your mouth still not ridding of the taste.

"How the hell can u drink coffee? There no different (yourname). Both bitter as hell. Bit u get used to the taste." Dean says with a comeback.

You go back to the boys and take a gulp out of the can and few sips.

Yea u do get used to it.

Sam and dean cheered and drank theirs.

They only allowed you to have three. But Sam had a bit to much to drink. Sammy really doesn't drink.

Dean on the other hand can hold up his beer. He wasn't drunk. He was just a small bit flirtier with u.

The boys went to sleep and you couldn't sleep. And u called upon cas.

He came and cringed his nose at the smell of your breath .

"(Yourname) have u been drinking?"  Cas asks curiously.

"Not that much just three cans," you reply.

"I can't sleep cas!!"you whine

"Well yea,u have infused a little of alcohol in ur system. Enough to keep u up a while." Cas says.

"So what ur saying is that I should drink more for me to fall asleep?" U say raising an eyebrow.

"I don't know. I'm an angel Not a drunk," cas replies.

You go over to the fridge and pull out a few beers about five.

You dose them down getting loopier and loopier with every bottle.

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