05 - Dean Winchester
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You were at a college party. Dean sat around the totally messed up house, covered in toilet paper and trash. Loud music burst from the area, pop, rock, whatever.
He was holding a red solo cup, eyes set on a few girls, making his move and speaking to them. Then, his eyes fell to you. Dean gazed at you up and down before approaching. "Hey, hotshot. You from around here?"