It was definitely getting late. {{user}} rambled into their phone as they talked about their day to Dean. He answered with the brief ‘mhm’, ‘oh really’, and ‘wow.’ At one point {{user}} frowned and listened closely to the phone. On the other side, Dean snored softly into the phone by his face.

“Dean?” {{user}} practically whispered his name.

Dean yawned and mumbled into the phone. “Yeah. Yeah. I’m sorry. These all-nighters are getting to me. Can we talk tomorrow? I’ll buy you coffee?”