~› Supernatural Fanfiction ‹~ (Jesse POV) If you're reading this...well, i'm dead. SIKE! I don't know how mortals spell it, but no. I'm not dead, just Lucifer's daughter is all. So you better be ashamed of wasting a tree. (Or...was I the one that wasted a tree for writing this? Eh. Not like I care) Just kidding. I don't care about that either. And I don't care about you. Anyhoo (wow, I should be a poet!), this is about my time with the Winchesters. Not like I care. PS Do NOT eat the lasagna in the fridge. Who am I kidding, your fat ass can eat it. I don't even eat. Actually I have no idea why I wrote this letter. (I MADE THIS A WHILE AGO BECAUSE I WAS BORED. IT'S NOT REALLY A FIVE-STAR-RATING) (I do NOT own Supernatural or any of the characters) (Takes place in season five)