AN: So, I didn't manage to get the boys overseas, but in my defense, Dean hates flying :D Happy birthday to all, and whatnot.
Dean let the hot water run over his skin, the soreness in his muscles sliding right down the drain. They'd just finished a job, and he was slowly realizing he was getting too old for grave digging in the rain. He sighed, content.
That is, until Sam started banging on the door shouting "Dean, come on man, I have to piss!"
Dean steadfastly ignored him until Sam got so loud he literally couldn't anymore. "Door's unlocked!" he yelled.
He heard the bathroom door swing open and a girlish scream filled the room. "Jesus Christ Dean, the shower curtain is clear!"