Ah yes, in denial Matty. He remembered that. He sighed almost in a relaxed way, despite himself, just listening to Sam talk. Everything he said was so refreshing and different, even if he didn't know anyone's names from Glee and clearly didn't care for it. He didn't mind, it was just nice. Like old times. As long as he was careful and kept distance, he could enjoy that, couldn't he?
Why not get some of the benefits. He got to hear the hot new gossip. So Cas and Matty were banging? Interesting. He closed his eyes, finally, as keeping them open wasn't working.
"In order to get all those horsemen's rings, Bobby traded in his soul. Made a deal with Aleister." Sam wasn't sure when this had turned to simply narrating his life story of the last few years, mostly the depressing high lights. He knew more about that than he knew about Glee. "I guess you've met Bobby. He was the one to tell us how to defeat a trickster."
It seemed so long ago now. "He's sort of..." Sam paused, then shrugged. "I think he's the closest I've ever had to a dad. My real one was... Eh. I guess I don't have to tell you about difficult fathers."
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Why not get some of the benefits. He got to hear the hot new gossip. So Cas and Matty were banging? Interesting. He closed his eyes, finally, as keeping them open wasn't working.
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It seemed so long ago now. "He's sort of..." Sam paused, then shrugged. "I think he's the closest I've ever had to a dad. My real one was... Eh. I guess I don't have to tell you about difficult fathers."