♠ 016 - Pink champagne, can't complain, everyone's there for you. ♠

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[waking up no longer a Contractor with an OCD neurotic remuneration, but definitely a year older, Sam yawned and stretched. He sat up with another yawn, looking at the clock, blinking for a moment]

It's the second already?

[running a hand through his hair, he sighed]

Huh, twenty-five. Didn't think I'd see the day. Especially without Dean...

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[nods]

It really is.

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If you had one for me, I wouldn't turn it down.

But since no one knew... it's fine.

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[shrugs it off with a smile]

Really Jo, don't worry about it.

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Are you old enough to drink yet?

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Sorry, Jo. I always think you're so much younger than me.

[smiles sweetly at her]

Drinks sound great.

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Anywhere with JD's would be great. The twin might prefer tequila for his poison of choice... you'll have to ask him.

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What did you expect?

If we brought Dean, he might want a purple nurple.

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His birthday was a while back, so your wallet is safe.