[Today 11:26 pm]
Callia: Dean.
Callia: Dean.
Callia: Deeeeaaaannnnn.
Callia: DEAN-O.
Callia: ANSWER YOUR PHONE, DAMMIT.
Dean: What the hell is so important that you have to wake me up at 12 in the morning.
Callia: Ohh, you're an hour ahead of me. It's 11 over here.
Dean: And that's important because?
Callia: Oh stuff it, Mr. Grumpy Pants.
Callia: I can't sleep.
Dean: Try counting sheep.
Callia: Didn't work.
Dean: Drink a glass of milk and let me go to bed.
Callia: Can I go to bed with you? ;)
Dean: ....
Dean: Any other situation, I'd probably be thrilled, but I'm half asleep and really don't give a crap right now.
Callia: It was worth a shot.
Callia: Maybe I should drink coffee. Maybe that'll put me to sleep.
Dean: NO.
Dean: Do you want me to suffer?
Callia: Yes, cause you're a cutie and I'm Satan and I have no pity on the cute.
Dean: That sentence made no sense.
Callia: Exactly.
Dean: I'm too tired for this.
Callia: Come, Dean-o. Read me a bedtime story.
Dean: Do I look like your parent to you?
Callia: Yes.
Dean: Well I'm not, sweetheart, and I really don't appreciate you ruining my four hours of sleep.
Callia: FOUR HOURS OF SLEEP?
Callia: WHAT KIND OF MACHINE ARE YOU?
Dean: The kind who needs his four hours or he's going to be cranky.
Callia: Ugh, fine. Get your damn four hours of sleep.
Callia: I'll read my own bedtime story.
Dean: Thank you.
Callia: G'night Dean.
Callia: I'LL BE SURE TO ADD YOU INTO MY BEDTIME STORY AS THE MEAN TROLL THAT WAS KILLED BY THE PRINCE.
Dean: You are just full of sweetness, aren't you?
Callia: Hell yeah, I am.
Callia: Good night.
Dean: Night...
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