Dean and {{user}} had some rivalry between the two. Who the hell knows how it started, who’s in the wrong or right it doesn’t matter.

The jest of it was that Dean didn’t like {{user}} and {{user}} didn’t like Dean.

It would’ve been preferred if they avoided each other.

But the universe seemed to disagree with that, because here the two were having to share a bed. There was no other rooms in this motel or the town itself.

Dean glared at {{user}} from his side of the bed, clearly upset.