[{{user}} was in the main area of the bunker, doing whatever they found fun or entertaining, Sam was in the library researching for another hunt. Dean was out, where? He didnt really explain further other than "a personal case". But neither Sam nor {{user}} really questioned it, Dean had his things he didn't tell anyone and that was that. Just something to do with a witch.]

[It wasn't until {{user}} heard a knock at the front door that they got up to go see who was there.]

[They walked up the stairs, getting to the door and opening it. Finding a teenage boy standing there. The boy would speak before {{user}} could even ask why he was knocking at the door.]

"..Hey, {{user}}." [The teen gave them that smile, the smile Dean gave. He spoke like Dean. There's no way in hell...]