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That awkward moment when you're writing your novel and you stop to think and realise that maybe the reason your character is a little shit is because he's pretty much you. WHOOPS.
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166. Blanket
"I'm cold, Dean."
"Well, what d'you want me to do about it, Cas?"
"Go and get me another blanket."
"No! Why do I have to do it?"
"Because I descended into the depths of Hell for you. I gripped you tight and raised you from Perdition."
"You always use that one on me whenever you want something! That was years ago, so get over it!"
"You don't appreciate the effort I had to go through to save you from the demons and 'pull your ass out of the Pit'?"
"What? No! Geez, I do! I just – you can't keep holding that over me!"
"I promise I won't. If you go and get me another blanket."
"Jesus Christ!"
"No, I'm Castiel."
"Stop being a smart ass!"
"I fail to see how my ass can be smart, as it is just two lumps of flesh and serves as the exit point for my waste and the entry point for your penis. The latter is far more pleasant than the former, by the way."
"I – just – God, Cas!"
"That was many years ago and a sensitive topic that I don't wish to talk about."
"ARGH!"
"All of this could have been avoided had you simply gotten me my blanket like I asked."
"Screw you, Cas."
"We can do that once you get me a blanket."
"…I won't win, will I?"
"I'm glad that you realise that, Dean. I'd like an extra fuzzy blanket, please."
"I hate you."
"I love you too."