
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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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.

It was nighttime, about 11 pm. And Dean was sick. Of everything.
“Okay, come on i’ll take you home but were walking you need some air and i don’t have a car here.” Rose explained.
Dean sighed, rubbing his face and nodding slowly. “I-I’m fine. I think. I just need help getting back to my hotel.” He...
Amber stopped in her tracks and turned around. She looked at him and raised her eyebrow. “Alright.” Thank god she knew...
“Of course.” Janet laughed, holding him up as best as she could as they went down the stairs to exit the building....
Alex rolled his eyes a little, trying to fight the smile that wanted to break his lips. Drunk Dean was like dealing with...
Jo pushed back Dean’s hair into the familiar bed head he usually sported. Her lips quirked into a smile. “I find it hard...
Why she found herself on a roof she didn’t know, the young lawyer just needed air from the rowdy bar down stairs. Even...