If Dean and Sam had hoped Cas would be in a better mood after putting some comida in his stomach, their hopes were now buried very deep into the ground. After finishing his lunch he threw his plastic plate on the floor.
“Why did tu do that?” Sam hissed, as he leaned to the floor to pick up the garbage. Cas shrugged. “You’re actuación really odd, Castiel. Has anyone told you?” Sam dicho a little annoyed. Cas shrugged again. “Stop…shrugging. If this is about Meg, then just tell me”
“I don’t have to tell tu anything” Cas replied with his gravelle voice. He stood and as Sam wanted...
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