Think he asked one of the gods to keep 'em alive for awhile longer. That or he just got lucky. [ Dean offers up a lazy grin before he leans back a bit in his chair and feels the world swim precariously, that edgy discomforting perfect kind of thing that means that nothing has to matter.
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Date: 2016-10-03 10:12 pm (UTC)At least not for awhile. ]
Not that Cas ever gets lucky.
[ .... he's so funny. ]