DISCLAIMER: Not mine…wish they were.
PROMPT/LENGTH: Unfortunate/100 words
WARNINGS/SPOILERS: None
Fumbled
Dean was hungry and Sam wasn't back yet. They'd missed breakfast and lunch and now it was almost nine. He needed food in his gut soon or he was sure that the acid was going to eat a hole straight through.
He grabbed the bag before Sam even made it through the door.
"Chill will you."
"I'm starving." He unwrapped the burger just as Castiel appeared which startled him and the burger ended up on the nappy orange carpet. "Dammit Cas, my burger."
The angel glanced to the carpet and then to Dean. "Unfortunate, but you're needed in Maine. Now."
