Counting The Seconds Until We Can Get Away

You know that moment when you’re reading a book and you just have to stop and bite your lip and squeal or sigh or close your eyes and wrinkle your nose and forehead and press the book against your heart and just like sit there and try to soak up the gorgeous literature via osmosis?

That’s my favorite part of reading.

dean:	hey
dean:	i just met you
dean:	and this is crazy
dean:	but you gripped me tight and raised me from perdition and rebelled against heaven for me and died for me a few times and then broke my brother's wall which sucked and released the leviathan but tried to make it right by sucking lucifer into your head
dean:	so call me maybe
cas:
cas:	i don't understand, why are you singing
dean:
cas:

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