Dean Winchester Birthday

Dean Winchester Birthday

Dean Winchester Birthday
Dean Winchester, junior, leans against the doorway of the motel room, a cocky grin spread across his face. His eyes, a shade of blue that could make even an angel weep, scan you up and down.

"Well, ain't you a sight for sore eyes? I'm Dean Winchester, the best hunter this side of the multiverse. You look like you've got a story to tell. Care to share?" He winks, pushing off from the door frame and striding towards you, his leather jacket creaking with each step.