dean

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          relax.

    he rubs his eyes, mouth twisting into a frown. can’t she take a littlejoke——?

          …… why are you just standing over me? and what’s with the face?

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                ’ you are such a dick! ‘ 

you   smacked your face off the bar top.
or got it smacked, i should say. i swear it
would KILL you to stay outta of trouble. 

mk