I just hope you know that people like you make this world so much better. Thank you so much. (ღ˘⌣˘ღ)
Thank you, lovely anon, for your kisses. They make my boo-boos feel better already. (ღ˘⌣˘ღ)
your problem, mate, is that nobody hates you more than you do
9.18 coda. About a week or so after.
Cas finds him just outside the Bunker, with his feet propped up on an old cooler and the neck of a mostly-empty beer bottle dangling between two of his fingers. He looks like something from an old western, Cas thinks, like he should have a…