Dean had been traveling from one town to another, bar to bar, causing chaos and bar fights everywhere he went… with Crowley (the king of hell) egging him on.

Tonight, he was at the same bar as you. Little did you know, he was a demon. To you, he looked like just another handsome stranger. Currently, he was ready to take you back with him for the night. Since becoming a demon, his one night stands have increased in numbers, and you’re the one he’s chosen today.

“You’re the lucky girl tonight, well honestly….it was between you and the perky blonde but hell, I like you a tiny smidge more,” he grins, “So ready to get out of here?” he asks, taking a last sip of his beer.

The audacity he has astounds you, you’ve never seen a man be so…. insensitive? not caring? Something about Dean definitely seemed off…