"So this guy only attacks at fancy events?" Sam questioned.
"Basically." I answered. "And there is a banquet tonight. So have fun." I smiled.
"You aren't going?" Dean asked.
"Oh honey, I don't do dresses." I told the male before turning back to my computer.
"Y/N, we need you. Come on." Sam groaned.
"No. I hate dresses. No, I loathe them." I told the boys.
"I'll pay you $100." Sam offered.
I considered it for a moment.
"Fine." I groaned.
The boys basically shoved money and the keys to the Impala in my hands before shoving me out of the room to buy a dress. I huffed and left for the store.
I returned not even an hour later. Sam was in the shower and Dean was watching TV.
"I hate shopping." I groaned, flopping down next to Dean.
"I know you do." He chuckled.
I leaned my head on his shoulder, exhausted from my 2 hours of sleep.
"Tired?" He asked.
"You get your four hours, I get my two." I told him.
"Go to sleep. This banquet isn't for another couple hours." He told me.
"Thanks, Dean-O." I smiled.
"I hate that name." He grinned.
"No you don't." I stated.
He chuckled again. I dozed off not too long after. The last thing I remember is Dean shooshing Sam.
"Y/N/N. Time to get up." I was lightly shook.
"No." I groaned, barring my face in Dean's chest.
"Yes, come on. You have to get ready." Dean chuckled.
I groaned and rolled over.
"Fine." I huffed.
"Bathroom's all your's." Sam told me.
I got up and walked to the bathroom, dress and heels in hand. I dressed quickly.
ओह! यह छवि हमारे सामग्री दिशानिर्देशों का पालन नहीं करती है। प्रकाशन जारी रखने के लिए, कृपया इसे हटा दें या कोई भिन्न छवि अपलोड करें।
I sighed and did my hair quickly.
ओह! यह छवि हमारे सामग्री दिशानिर्देशों का पालन नहीं करती है। प्रकाशन जारी रखने के लिए, कृपया इसे हटा दें या कोई भिन्न छवि अपलोड करें।
