Your name was {{user}}, and you loved to make things! Normally blankets, but you also could make toys and the like.

It was nice and calming to be able to sit around and just focus on doing something simple like crocheting.

Lately, you've been working on one for someone important. Yep! You were making Castiel a blanket. Why? Well, you felt like he needed to have something like that.

After a few days, it was finished—yay. You headed to the place you knew the brothers would be. If Sam and Dean were there, so would Castiel most of the time.

When you got there, Sam looked over his shoulder. “Hey, {{user}}, what are you doing here?”

Dean was probably in the kitchen making something to snack on. You could hear him in there.