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“The end of the world is coming and you’re clipping coupons for a few pieces of lousy overpriced bread and lettuce,” Dean muttered with a roll of his eyes.

“And ham,” Castiel interjected. “Sam insisted I watch with him,” he added quite quickly as though terrified of the wrath that would follow.

Ignoring the angel, Dean shot his brother a withering glower. “What?” Sam questioned, shoulders rising lightly as he brushed the dark strands of his hair away from his face, a winning smile protruding from his thinly spread lips. “I like ham.”

“Yeah, you’re right Sammy,” Dean grunted, shaking his head to himself with an unbelieving stare. “I totally can’t imagine why anyone thinks you’re the chick.”