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... Since you're going to be a person forever, apparently. What do you want for Christmas? 'Cause I'm thinkin' some clothes so you stop stealing mine.
Well we don't know that, for sure yet anyway. Clothes would be fine. Won't stop me from stealing yours though. How 'bout you Dean? What do you want?
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;; +2
"Go ahead--- tell me how much you've missed me."
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askalcoholicdean replied to your post: Loose-i-fer.
It sounded amusing at the time.
You know what sounds amusing to me? The slowly dwindling sanity of your brother.
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♔
*yes I will reply using cat gifs xD*
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askalcoholicdean replied to your post: .... You're still a human. I got to say. I miss my damn car, 'pala.
I should be the only damn one that matters!
You carry on rambling, I'll count how many times you say damn.
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askalcoholicdean started following you
-- Dean. It has been ... a while.
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.... You're still a human. I got to say. I miss my damn car, 'pala.
Really? Never would have guessed. You’re not the only one.
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HEY. HOW ABOUT YOU ALL SHUT THE FUCK UP.
Awh! You're too cute.
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I've got a therapy appointment today, and I might be meeting a friend of mine for lunch. I'm not sure yet. Either way, just so everyone knows, I'm going to be gone a majority of the day, but I'll be back tonight. [:
#askjophiel#midgardsserpent#heavenschampion#theresgeriatricpsychopaths#askalcoholicdean#tricksandtreatsplease#notyourteenangel
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“The funny thing about salt is that if there’s a gap under the door, the breeze – well, it tends to blow it away. Grain by grain.” Alastair sat at the foot of Sam’s bed, looking over at the elder hunter, hands folded neatly in his lap. He examined the room, humming in thought as he took in his surroundings. The television was on, volume set on low. Probably for background noise for – well, whatever it was Dean was doing. The demon didn’t particularly care. He stood noiselessly and walked over to his favorite ever ever ever human. Ever. “You know, Dean,” he said, clicking his tongue, “if I didn’t know better, I’d say you were avoiding me. “But that can’t be it, can it? Buddy, pal o’ mine, best friend.” He wrapped an arm around Dean’s shoulders and pulled him close. “It’s about time we rekindle the old relationship we had, don’t you think?”
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