#commandercastiel

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I mean, how come no one told me there were zombies in Game of Thrones? Why is this a thing no one talks about?

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EMILY WHAT TIME ARE WE GOING CHRISTMAS SHOPPING TOMORROW? I need to know for science

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Emily and I just did the thing where she gets home from work at 11pm and I'm in the living room watching Netflix and then she lets me babble at her for an hour about random shit. My roomie is cool

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Emily has a link to me on her blog oh my goodness that's the cutest thing ever and wow i love her shes so cute and great and smart and she really likes cool things.

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\part 2 I guess so I hope you studied Michaela!!!!!!!!!!!!1111111111

Well, they knew a version of Sam that some of them believed was greatly hyperbolized. One of the regulars, a middle-aged woman named Margaret, thought it was sweet that Dean was so proud of his younger brother, but there was no way this Sam could be the greatest lawyer in the galaxy. Hadn’t Dean ever watched Legally Blonde?! Margaret always let out a soft chuckle, rolled her eyes, and mumbled something about Elle somebody when Sam’s lawyering abilities were brought up. Dean never noticed, partially because he was too caught up in his Sammy spiel, and partially because he thought Margaret was a cranky old bat who didn’t tip well and always overstayed her welcome.

Besides Margaret and a few other people Dean didn’t particularly enjoy, most of his regulars were people he would also consider friends. Bobby, who was always in early in the morning before heading off to his automotive repair shop down the street, was more of a father figure to Dean. Better than his real deadbeat of a father, anyway. And no, he definitely doesn’t have daddy-issues, so don’t even go there. There were also people like Victor Henrickson, the town sherrif, and Gabriel, who came in every day and ate at least one pie to himself. The little guy could eat a lot, but Dean couldn’t deny that he had great taste in food. Because Dean’s pie was the best.

sooooo yeah i\m not reall y sure where im going with this but i think im gonna introduce cas real soon like and you know shenanigans and stuff. i wanted to say shut up a lot again but i don't want to over use it wow writing is hard

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omg i was just digging around my hard drive and i found a thing i started writing for you once omg

Once upon a time there was a Winchester named Dean, and his younger brother, Sammy. 

Dean owned a cute little coffee shop in Kansas, but he would never ever admit to it being cute. It was manly. A manly little coffee shop for men. Shut up. Also, Dean was totally not a pretentious douchebag like all the hipster coffee store owners, so shut up about that too. He took his caffeine and pie seriously, thank you very much.

Sammy was on the fast track to becoming the best lawyer in the whole galaxy and was quite smitten with his girlfriend, Jess. They were super adorable but Dean would never admit to that either, so instead he made fun of poor little Sammy constantly. Unfortunately, Sam lived a few million states away, so Dean could only tease him over the phone. Sam didn’t mind the calls; he was just happy to hear from his brother so often. Dean was proud of Sam and loved him very much, which was something he would not shut up about. All of his regulars knew Sammy pretty well without ever having met him, all thanks to Dean’s oversharing.

i started a coffee shop au one day and that's as far as i got i guess

Please continue this.

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Expo today!!!!!!

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I'm a little bit excited

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Emily and I got home-drunk tonight playing the game of Life with some of her coworkers. Our life is great.