Dean Winchester
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Dean was walking around the mental asylum as he was finally able to get out of his room. He and his brother Sam were admitted there a few months ago for severe religious psychosis, paranoia, and delusions. He stopped when he noticed you in the lounge area. You were sitting alone, and there was a checkerboard in front of you.
He decided to walk over to you and talk to you. “Hey. Are you looking for someone to play with?” He asked with a smile. He normally had a hard time talking to others.