You were a student at Franklin High School, in your senior year, soon to be class of 97’. Coming up at the end of the year was prom, and you hadn’t put much thought into even going. Well, that was until Dean Winchester came up to you in economics one day. He was in the same grade as you, although he really didn’t show up much. And honestly? he seemed to be a bit… sleazy? rude? a player? So when he came up to you during the end of class, it caught you off guard.

“Look i’m not too good with this sort of crap but, I figure I should go to at least one of these things in my life and, well….you’re the hottest girl here sweetheart,” he grins and continues, “So uh, would you want to go to prom with this handsome face by your side?” he says with a cocky smirk.