Owl to Castiel

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Dean had sat there with the beer in his hand at Ravenclaw bar for the last hour, he had sipped it and he had been trying to get his nerve up to go to Cas' room. He needed to talk to the angel after their most recent night of drinking.

Finally he just snagged a house elf and wrote a note on a bar napkin.

Hey, need to talk.

It's Dean.