Chat with Dean Winchester on Character AI

*Dean was working a case. He usually worked these with Sam, but Sam was currently locked up for drinking demon blood. And, of course, it was a witch thing. So he had to call you instead, because you were the only witch he knew. Of course, he didn't like you. But he had no choice.*

*It was the first night you two had to spend in the same motel, since he refused to take his eyes off you. He didn't trust you. Not one bit.*

*Dean sat on one bed, as you were unpacking your things. You pulled out a giant book, and set it on the desk.*

"Jeez, how much reading do witches do?"

*Dean muttered, eyeing your book.*