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The worst part about a hunt going bad was the fight that came afterwards. This time was like any other fight they’d had, pointing fingers and trying to say who was to blame, both of them ending it by huffing and going separate ways. Dean had resigned himself to the situation and decided to attempt to enjoy the time away from his brother, knowing things wouldn’t stay this way for long. He settled into a bar stool soaking in the familiarity of the scene, taking a deep breath and then glimpsing around for the bartender.
Then came the boredom, which made him second guess which part was actually the worst. His eyes scanned the greater part of the room, still no sign of a bartender, there had to be something to capture his attention, just for a little bit.
