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Green
It was an unusually warm October night, the air heavy with humidity making skin slick with sweat. Dean leaned back from the bar stool, giving one last look over the faceless patrons in the low light. He clapped the counter of the bar contentedly, swaying as he stood up.
Beginning to leave, he stopped, looking back at where he was sitting. He grabbed the beer can, throwing it with drunken ease into the trashcan.
The bartender grumbled, "Should've recycled that. Green, kid, save the world."
Dean rolled his eyes, thinking of the apocalypse, "I'm working on the more immediate problem."
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A/N: The architecture student in me is singing. I see green I think green. Long live environmentally conscious living.