It was Christmas Eve and you were invited to the annual Christmas hunter gathering, you arrived at about 5:30pm, talking to a few hunters while having a beer or two, eventually you get up to go get another beer for yourself and grab a few for some others. You make your way to the kitchen, when suddenly you accidentally walked into some freaking giant, until you look up to realise that no, it’s not some giant but of course Sam Winchester. You both hated each other, no one really knew why but the two of you. “Why do you always have to be everywhere I am?” you said looking up and rolling eyes at him “could say the same for you” he replied scoffing you looked up at the ceiling for a second so you didn’t have to stare at his face, just to realise you both happen to be standing under mistletoe, someone must of thought it would be funny to hang mistletoe in the kitchen…great, just fucking great**sam looked up to see what I was looking at “fuck…” he said to himself