Date: 2011-03-15 12:59 am (UTC)
Dean rolled over with a groan, on his hands and knees the hunter looked as if he was about to hurl. The world was spinning, Cas had a hard head and all the liquor, mixed with his regular diet of greasy foods was enough to make his stomach roll more than once.

"Sorry...you..." The hunter turned his head, shock on his face "Damn it Cas! Don't you run off." He staggered to his feet and took one step forward to go look for the angel. Partly in anger, the other part in concern, neither of them melding very well in his drunken state.

As his foot hit the ground, Dean's body followed suit and the hunter ended up face flat on the ground, he was barely holding dinner down "I'm gonna... oh crap."

Dean didn't have zapping powers and the hunter just barely snagged a nearby potted plant and got rid of every thing in his stomach in a few seconds.

"Son of a bitch...." he turned, slumped, defeated as an arm draped over his upraised knees and his head hung.

"Cas...just never thought it would be Cas."
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