Things had reached an all time low. Demons seemed to be spread out so thickly that everywhere you went, there they were. What better way to get rid of your sorrows than by drinking? Thankfully, bars seemed to be everywhere too.

You sat alone at a table, ignoring calls from the Winchesters. Of course, it wasn't a surprise that Castiel appeared across from you.

"What are you doing?" The angel hissed out. "You have responsibilities." Castiel said, as if it was something you didn't know.