"Yeah, well, I never said you did." Dean rolled his eyes and started to pull himself together. "I make a lot of fucked up decisions, you'll get used to it, I'm sure." His hands reached up to rub briskly at his temples, a headache starting to form.
"As soon as I can, I'm getting our rooms changed so I can stay with you. This place isn't exactly the safest and if anything happened to you your mother would probably kill me. So, just be careful, please?"