Cas wandered the streets talking aloud to no one in particular. He had passed many people, some asking if he was alright, others just rolling their eyes. Then he found it.
A liquor store.
Perfect.
He strolled through the isles looking at the different beers and wines and whiskey.
Whiskey.
*flashback* ~a couple hours ago hunting a Djinn~
"Damn it Cas.. You could have gotten yourself killed."
"But I? I didn't do anything?..."
"THATS WHAT I MEAN CAS! You could have gotten hurt, or you could have gotten Sam hurt."
"Sorry. I..."
"Cas your fine, stay. And Dean I think you've had enough to drink today."
Sam tried. But his older brother was already pouring himself another glass of whiskey.
"Sorry, I'll just leave then."
Sam shot Cas a sympathetic look.
"Goodbye Sam.Dean..." Cas mumbled.
He then 'poofed out of the room.'
*flashback over*
Is this what he does? He sees something, says nothing, and then tries to forget... Trying to loose all memory?
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Dean's Cup
Fanfiction(An attempt at a) Cute Supernatural coffee shop AU. It's terrible I know.. I wrote it... It's really crap
