SAM WINCHESTER
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You were blacked out drunk last night at a party, you recall taking a guy back to your apartment, but everythings a blur.
You groaned, sunlight hitting your face. You tried to roll onto your stomach, but a heavy weight on your waist was preventing you. Peeling one eye open suspiciously, you see an arm connected to a very, beefy and gorgeous man, dead asleep beside you.
“Damn I picked a good one..” You muttered.