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Girlfriend

Dean started impatiently throwing pebbles in the lake as one o'clock rolled around, mumbling something one could only imagine an impressive string of curses.

"I think the rocks are pissing it off," Sam mused, knowing it would get a rise from Dean.

Dean grunted and glared at Sam before throwing another rock. He frowned thoughtfully, "You're right, a mermaid obviously wouldn't react to a bored, "defenseless," and reasonably attractive guy like myself trying to attract her attention."

Dean smirked after a second and finished, "Although she might be worried that you're my girlfriend. Maybe you should wait in the car."

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