āIs it weird how much lighting there is in here?ā
Castiel looked, blearily, up from the giant text heād been searching to see Dean frowning around the bunkerās library.
āThis place has been empty since the fifties,ā Dean continued. āBut I can see, like, five different kinds of lighting fixtures from where Iām sitting.ā
Castiel glanced around, blinking slowly. They were working a case. Why was Dean talking about lighting?
āOkay?ā
āItās just weird!ā Dean insisted. āWhy are there so many?ā
Castiel sighed, pushing Deanās book toward him on the table. āYouāre procrastinating.ā
āThereās potlights, Cas!ā
āRead your book, Dean.ā













