Didn't they teach you Stranger Danger in school? 2/3
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20th August (Monday)
11:00 A.M.
You must be one hot dude.
11:01 A.M
I’m sorry? How do you know I’m male?
11:02 A.M.
Jo won’t shut up about you and you’re ‘deep blue eyes’.
11:03 A.M.
I’m flattered. In a creepy way.
11:04 A.M.
Oh, dear lord. Please tell me that you have enough sense not to date her so I can tell her so she’ll let me eat in peace.
11:05 A.M.
Oh, God. How old is she?
11:07 A.M.
Jailbait.
11:07 A.M.
Tell her I am at least 10 years her senior. As a matter of fact, tell her I’m gay.
11:09 A.M.
Done and done. Are you?
11:10 A.M.
Yes.
11:10 A.M.
Okay.
11:11 A.M.
Does that bother you?
11:12 A.M.
Honestly, the only thing bothering me right now is the fact that there isn’t enough cheese in my burger.
11:15 A.M.
Okay.
11:20 A.M.
Jeez, Cas, no, I don’t care if you’re gay or whatever. Can I eat my burger with you angst-ing on the other side now?
11:21 A.M.
I don’t ‘angst’.
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24 August (Friday night)
11:54 P.M.
I h8 mytr fahterw
11:55 P.M.
I never even knew my father.
11:57 P.M.
Myiu fahrter waasd adiclk
11:57 P.M.
Dean, are you okay?
11:59 P.M.
Dean?
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/Incoming call; 11:59 P.M./
“Dean?”
“Cas? Cas! Oh, wow, you have a nice voice. All… sexy.”
“Dean, are you drunk?”
“No! Yes. Maybe. Did I tell you that you’re voice is awesome?”
“Dean, hand the phone to Ellen or Jo.”
“JOOOOOO, JOJO. JOCELYN. What, what do you mean that’s not your full name? Here, Cas wants to talk to you.”
“Hello?”
“Hello? Jo?”
“Yeah?”
“Is anyone with Dean?”
“Jealous?”
“Jo.”
“No, yeesh. He’s flying solo. And batshit drunk.”
“Right. Keep him there. And keep him… safe.”
“Can’t do much against his personal demons.”
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Dean woke up with a god awful headache, candy and a tablet by his beside, along with water and text in his phone.
01:35 A.M
Hope Gabriel reached you home safely.
Dean grabbed the nearest pillow and pressed it over his aching head.
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25th August (Saturday)
08:03 A.M.
Thanks, Cas. My head hurts like a bitch.
08:04 A.M.
Sure, Dean.
08:05 A.M.
Oh, God, what did I say to you last night?
08:07 A.M.
Nothing much, Dean. Just that I have an awesome voice and that you hate your father.
08:09 A.M.
Son of a bitch.
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06:16 P.M.
What’re you doing?
06:17 P.M.
I’m torn between finishing the reading I’m supposed to do before the semester starts and just, I don’t even know.
06:17 P.M.
Watching Casa Erotica? ;)
06:18 P.M.
Casa Erotica bores me.
06:19 P.M.
Really?
06:19 P.M.
Really.
06:21 P.M.
So, what do you do to jerk off?
06:22 P.M.
Seriously, Dean?
06:24 P.M.
Seriously, Cas.
06:25 P.M.
You’ll just have to figure that out, I suppose.
06:26 P.M.
Oh, I will.
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27th August, (Monday)
03:03 P.M.
Sam says I should probably tell you.
03:04 P.M.
Tell me what?
03:06 P.M.
I, uh. I’m not exactly straight.
03:07 P.M.
Cas?
03:15 P.M.
Cas, you there?
03:16 P.M.
Yes, sorry, I was cooking. Dean, are you gay?
03:17 P.M.
No! No, I just, I’m bi, okay?
03:18 P.M.
Okay.
03:18 P.M.
Okay. Right.
03:20 P.M.
I made some pie. I could send you some?
03:21 P.M.
We don’t have to meet or anything, I could just send someone to your office. It’s around your lunch time, right?
03:22 P.M.
Marry me?
03:24 P.M.
No.
Part 3a
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20th August (Monday)
11:00 A.M.
You must be one hot dude.
11:01 A.M
I’m sorry? How do you know I’m male?
11:02 A.M.
Jo won’t shut up about you and you’re ‘deep blue eyes’.
11:03 A.M.
I’m flattered. In a creepy way.
11:04 A.M.
Oh, dear lord. Please tell me that you have enough sense not to date her so I can tell her so she’ll let me eat in peace.
11:05 A.M.
Oh, God. How old is she?
11:07 A.M.
Jailbait.
11:07 A.M.
Tell her I am at least 10 years her senior. As a matter of fact, tell her I’m gay.
11:09 A.M.
Done and done. Are you?
11:10 A.M.
Yes.
11:10 A.M.
Okay.
11:11 A.M.
Does that bother you?
11:12 A.M.
Honestly, the only thing bothering me right now is the fact that there isn’t enough cheese in my burger.
11:15 A.M.
Okay.
11:20 A.M.
Jeez, Cas, no, I don’t care if you’re gay or whatever. Can I eat my burger with you angst-ing on the other side now?
11:21 A.M.
I don’t ‘angst’.
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24 August (Friday night)
11:54 P.M.
I h8 mytr fahterw
11:55 P.M.
I never even knew my father.
11:57 P.M.
Myiu fahrter waasd adiclk
11:57 P.M.
Dean, are you okay?
11:59 P.M.
Dean?
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/Incoming call; 11:59 P.M./
“Dean?”
“Cas? Cas! Oh, wow, you have a nice voice. All… sexy.”
“Dean, are you drunk?”
“No! Yes. Maybe. Did I tell you that you’re voice is awesome?”
“Dean, hand the phone to Ellen or Jo.”
“JOOOOOO, JOJO. JOCELYN. What, what do you mean that’s not your full name? Here, Cas wants to talk to you.”
“Hello?”
“Hello? Jo?”
“Yeah?”
“Is anyone with Dean?”
“Jealous?”
“Jo.”
“No, yeesh. He’s flying solo. And batshit drunk.”
“Right. Keep him there. And keep him… safe.”
“Can’t do much against his personal demons.”
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Dean woke up with a god awful headache, candy and a tablet by his beside, along with water and text in his phone.
01:35 A.M
Hope Gabriel reached you home safely.
Dean grabbed the nearest pillow and pressed it over his aching head.
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25th August (Saturday)
08:03 A.M.
Thanks, Cas. My head hurts like a bitch.
08:04 A.M.
Sure, Dean.
08:05 A.M.
Oh, God, what did I say to you last night?
08:07 A.M.
Nothing much, Dean. Just that I have an awesome voice and that you hate your father.
08:09 A.M.
Son of a bitch.
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06:16 P.M.
What’re you doing?
06:17 P.M.
I’m torn between finishing the reading I’m supposed to do before the semester starts and just, I don’t even know.
06:17 P.M.
Watching Casa Erotica? ;)
06:18 P.M.
Casa Erotica bores me.
06:19 P.M.
Really?
06:19 P.M.
Really.
06:21 P.M.
So, what do you do to jerk off?
06:22 P.M.
Seriously, Dean?
06:24 P.M.
Seriously, Cas.
06:25 P.M.
You’ll just have to figure that out, I suppose.
06:26 P.M.
Oh, I will.
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27th August, (Monday)
03:03 P.M.
Sam says I should probably tell you.
03:04 P.M.
Tell me what?
03:06 P.M.
I, uh. I’m not exactly straight.
03:07 P.M.
Cas?
03:15 P.M.
Cas, you there?
03:16 P.M.
Yes, sorry, I was cooking. Dean, are you gay?
03:17 P.M.
No! No, I just, I’m bi, okay?
03:18 P.M.
Okay.
03:18 P.M.
Okay. Right.
03:20 P.M.
I made some pie. I could send you some?
03:21 P.M.
We don’t have to meet or anything, I could just send someone to your office. It’s around your lunch time, right?
03:22 P.M.
Marry me?
03:24 P.M.
No.
Part 3a
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