A sweet scent penetrated in Cas’ nose and he opened his eyes. A small waffle was floating above his face, but when he blinked and looked a little better he saw a hand was holding it. He followed the hand with his eyes until he saw the person who it belonged too.
“Good, morning, Manny” Meg said. She jumped on the bed. “Is it okay if I call te Manny? It’s just that Emmanuel sounds soooo looooong” she added.
“I suppose it is okay” Cas said. He rubbed his eyes. “How did te get in here?”
Meg pursed her lips, like a little girl who had been eating biscotti, cookie before dinner. “Well,...
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