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[welegatolvr]

Was the first lamb to the slaughter

So we all dressed up as wolves and we looked fire

[dollnightfall]

The public safety to burger joint worker pipeline be like

[exo-stentialism]

i'll be barbie and baekhyun can be ken ♡

[heartfcundcd]

It wasn’t that bad -- but he did it. Fought for free will - his and Sammy’s free will, and now they were living the life they wanted to live. Dean knew that a part of him would never be able to let go of the life they left behind. That would be a part of his story, but for once he was finally free to do what he wanted. Not because of what chuck had written for his own entertainment purposes. So naturally, Dean decided to get a job -- a real job. 

It wasn’t easy, considering every damn town he went to, the local authorities recognized him and Sam as FBI agents, so no, he couldn’t really be a teacher, or a cars sales associate. Too many questions, too many faces that would recognize him - and well, he’d probably be a shitty teacher and punch some scumbag’s face in if he was working as a sales associate anywhere.

The only place that did feel like home as sad as it was to say, was the bar. So here he was, working as the bartender, filled with drunks too out of their mind to recognize him as any agent. He was working the closing shift, fixing the drinks when he noticed a girl walk back behind the bar. Brows were raised, and well it had been a while since he had gotten any fun but all thoughts were pushed aside when he watched her pull a bottle of whatever the hell it was only to walk around. 

“Hey!” he called out as he walked up to her. “Can’t just walk back here and get what you like, bars don’t work that way. In fact, are you even of age? Where’s your ID?”  @okaybutjustk​