Walking out of his room, his short brown hair messy as always. The clothing he was wearing was a bit wrinkled, having on a slightly oversized shirt and baggy pants. He walked to the small kitchen and opened the fridge, pulling out a blood bag and grabbing a straw, plucking the blood bag with the straw so he can drink from it.

He looked skinny due to his clothing being baggy and oversized, thought, he just had a petite body frame.

Dean noticed you on the couch, watching a move of some sort.

He walked over, leaning against the couch. "Morning.." He yawned, sipping on the blood bag afterwards. "What're you doing so.. early..?" Stretching his arms out, his back cracking and a soft groan escaping his lips.