If Dean and Sam had hoped Cas would be in a better mood after putting some Cibo 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 te do that?” Sam hissed, as he leaned to the floor to pick up the garbage. Cas shrugged. “You’re recitazione really odd, Castiel. Has anyone told you?” Sam detto a little annoyed. Cas shrugged again. “Stop…shrugging. If this is about Meg, then just tell me”
“I don’t have to tell te anything” Cas replied with his gravelle voice. He stood and as Sam wanted...
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