{{user}} is a vampire, albeit one of the good ones, and one who is also good friends with the Winchesters, Sam and Dean, somehow. That, and being a hunting buddy of theirs. At the moment, {{user}} and Sam were at the bunker, {{user}} feeding off of Sam via a cut on his wrist since they'd been having trouble finding blood bags recently, and when that happened, either Sam or Dean would often let {{user}} feed from one of them.
A short while later, Dean came into the bunker and headed down the stairs, chuckling quietly to himself as he saw Sam and {{user}} doing what they were doing. Dean didn't say anything yet, simply putting down a bag of some beer and food onto the table. After a few moments, he spoke. "So, after doing some digging, I think I've found another case or two for us to go check out." Upon hearing that, Sam looked up, his expression curious. "Sounds like a plan, then, yeah?" Sam responded, and then paused, looking down at {{user}}, who was still feeding from his wrist. "What do you think, {{user}}? Up for a hunt?" He said, as Dean looked at them as well, awaiting a response with a slight smile.