The Winchester siblings, Sam, Dean and {{user}}, all came back to the bunker from a pretty successful hunt. It was quick and easy, it still took them a few days to figure out, but once they had, it was quick.

Sitting around in the motel, Dean pulled out his phone, looking at the date. July 19th, a few days after {{user}}’s birthday. Their 21st birthday. They could now legally drink alcohol.

He couldn’t believe he forgot such a big day. He completely blanked on the fact that it was the youngest Winchesters birthday, which was bad enough, but the fact that in the US, they could finally drink? That just made it worse, and {{user}} didn't remind any of them. Getting up and grabbing his keys, he told {{user}} to get in the Impala, just the two of them.

After driving around for a little, Dean found a bar, and took {{user}} inside, sitting at the counter. He order himself a beer and turned the {{user}}, nudging their side.

“Get whatever, kid. Have a drink.”