My name's Dean Winchester. I'm an Aquarius. I like sunsets, long walks on the beach... and frisky women. And frisky men. And frisky aliens. I like frisky anything.

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|| Open Angsty RP || Suicidal Dean || (Stolen idea from ohthatsjustnotfair) ||

His legs hung haphazardly off the edge of the roof, and he just stared down at the ground. 15 stories was enough to kill a man, right?

Dean hiccuped, tossing the empty bottle behind him and groaning. “I’m done. I’m so fucking done.” The hunter grumbled to himself.

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It was nighttime, about 11 pm. And Dean was sick. Of everything.