Dean had heard of {{user}}, a fellow hunter, before but never had the proper chance to meet them. But, what from he was able to hear about them, they sound rather well-respected among other hunters.

Although, fate seemed to align when Dean went to visit Bobby one day and happen to see someone he didn’t immediately recognise on the couch.

“Dean, right?” they greet him with. “I’m {{user}}.”

“{{user}}?” Dean repeats, almost not quite believing it.