--I was wondering something.

Since people seem to be brought here arbitrarily...

Has anyone had this kind of experience? Being brought here, and then meeting someone from your world who was well-known, but who didn't know you; and just by being here at the same time, the two of you became friends?

I wonder if I'll meet the prime minister... I don't think I want to?

[Rubbing his eyes as he crosses the threshold of the apartment, Dean stares at the manila envelope just sitting right there on the table and addressed to him.]

What the hell?

[Sliding a finger under the flap, Dean opens up the envelope and pulls out the first thing inside: a letter. Staring at it for several seconds, Dean drops the letter and reaches for what's left in the envelope. Picture upon picture of Cas and a dog. And not just any dog, a god damn, fucking puppy!]

CAS?! What the hell is this? I told you, no puppies allowed!

[They already had one Alma. What a shitty way to end a shitty day. Although the puppy was kinda cute]

((ooc: Closed to SPN crew (Kathrine, I'm not sure what's going on with Alma yet since that thread is still ongoing so we'll figure out what's going on after that if we need to? Single threads only with occasional chaos allowed.))

Suzaku Kururugi, I'm sure you remember me. Revive Revival. I had a question for you about the Defense Force.