Let me go

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It wasn't every day that another person on the job left him feeling impressed with their work. He rode  his own high horse so often that sometimes it was  just hard to see anybody else clearly, but she had gone above and beyond the perceptions that Dean had wrapped around.  "So where'd you learn?" He asked as he kept nursing his shoulder while he watched her. They'd both probably feel a whole lot better with a fountain of liquor pouring down their throats. It wasn't that he hadn't considered a  drink before she brought it up, but now it stood at the forefront of his mind. 

"Eat em, don't eat em...Doesn't matter in the end cause today you're going to get some good old fashioned food down your throat. Course that meant that it was just from a can.

"— Dean?"

There was no mistaking that look, that smell that came off of her and slammed into his nostrils like a fully loaded cement trunk. It put him on edge and he could feel the skin prickle around the mark just to be near it.   Blood.  She'd killed again. Dean pulled down his sleeves as quickly as he could and glanced back at her face. The hunter's green tried to find any tiny reflection of remorse in her eyes. Dean  worried the mark under the cloth he had  unfolded as quickly as he could.  It was always harder on the other, when one slipped.  "Kol..." 

"Are you breaking up with me?" "Are you having nightmares again?" "Anything you want to say?" "Apparently, I need to grow a mustache." "Balloons? Really?" "Be quiet!" "But what if we get caught?" "Can you not?" "Care to tell me what’s going on?" "Come find me." "Did you even love me?" "Did you ever stop to think about how I feel?" "Don’t look at me like that." "Don’t touch me." "Do you love him/her?" "Do you love me?" "Everyone leaves." "Eviction notice. It’s an eviction notice."  "Fine, I’ll go." "Finally!" "Fight me for it." "Fuck it." "Get away from me." "Gotcha!" "How high are you?" "How did you get here?" "I bought a goat." "If what we had was real, how could you be fine?" "I get that you wanted to come up with the plan, but your plan is stupid." "I hate you." "I’ll bet you a dollar." "I said that I’m in love with you." "I think I’m pregnant." "I’m going to kill you." "I’m not eating that." "Is that a chicken?" "It’s not that I think your cooking is bad! It’s just … Not that good." "Jokes on me, huh?" "Just friends?" "Just let me go." "Just tell me the truth!"  "Kiss me." "Kicking someone is not a form of romance." "Let me explain." "Listen, it was a completely innocent gesture." "Maybe you should go." "Maybe fuck you will be our always." "May need you to bail me out of jail." "Miss you." "No. The answer is no." "Not drunk enough for this." "Never, ever doing that again." "Okay, I know this looks bad…" "Please don’t." "Please stop talking." "Personally, I’d rather make out with a cactus." "Quick, I need you to bring me a bottle of bleach." "Quiet! Someone’s going to hear." "Quit being annoying." "Really, where were you?" "Right. Of course it’s my fault." "Silly of me to think you actually cared." "Simple? Brushing my teeth is simple. This? This is not simple." "So… How’s the weather?" "Tell me you didn’t steal someones dog." "There’s something wrong with you." "This definitely isn’t what it looks like." "Us? There is no us." "Unable to process the stupidity of what you just said. Sorry." "Unfortunately, she/he said no."  "Very cute." "We can’t do this." "Was it just a lie?" "Wait, what did you just say?" "Wait! Hold on!"  "Who the hell is passed out in the driveway?" "What the hell?" "Why are you naked?" "Why is there silly string everywhere?" "Why is there a frozen turkey in the bathtub?"  "Without you, I’m lost." "X-Rays? What the hell did you do and why didn’t you tell me?" "You broke up with me. There’s nothing left between us anymore." "You’re leaving? But it’s taco night…" "Zebras have nothing to do with this conversation." "Zelda is more important right now." 

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