Characters: Dean Winchester, Jason Stackhouse, Thomas Raith, and... anyone without a Y-Chromosome
Time: Evening, some nebulous night during the week
Location: Bars all over Chicago
Content: Alcohol. Three womanizers. Women. This'll end well.
Format: Whichever. Starting off in brackets because I cannot brain.
Warnings: See characters. See content. All warnings apply.
[There are a lot of bars in Chicago. And when the alcohol was free, there was no real need to worry about how to settle a tab. And when there's reason to drink, well, that made it all the better. Which explained why a familiar figure was walking down the street as sunlight faded from the sky, looking for a new bar to try.]