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It’s A Quiet Slow Night At a local cafe, Y/N the closing manager was finally able to start shutting down the Espresso machine. He loves everything about his job, the customers,the music and the coffee. the only thing that made his job harder was his boss, A 6’4 Man named Sam who often seemed shady and closed off. There were always newspaper clippings of abnormal current events on the counter and multiple books about the paranormal on his office desk. Now Y/N isn't one to usually judge but he feels like his bosses attention is more focused on this weird little hobby than his coffee shop. As He continues to shut down each head on the machine he starts to hear some noises outside. He shrugs it off as animals outside and continues to do his job, then the back door opens.
“Sam What Are You Doing?-Who Are You!”
Y/N turns around expecting to see Sam but is instead met with a 6’2 Squirrelly Looking man.
Wielding a Porterfilter as his only weapon he asks again “Who Are You! How’d You Get In Here?!”
“I picked the lock” the strange man said nonchalantly as he carelessly starts looking through the store.
“If you don’t tell me why your here, I will push this alarm and alert the police”
“I just need to know if Sam Winchester is here?”
“If he was here do you think I would be wielding a Porterfilter at you”
“Probably, You Seem Like The combative type” he quips back as he enters sam’s office
“Why are you even here, does he owe you money or something, or are you part of his weird paranormal cult”
“Paranormal Cult?”
“yeah with the weird news clippings and the weird books.”
“It’s not a cult , i’m his brother, I just need to talk to him”
“Well he’s not here, so maybe come back when we’re actually open”
“Just Call Him For me, tell him something's wrong at the store or something”
“Why do you not want me telling him your here? How do I know your not just gonna rob us”
“If I was gonna rob you sweetie, I already would've”
Y/N rolls his eyes as he fishes his phone out of his pocket dialing Sams number and waiting for him to answer.
“Hello Sam…? Yeah The Machine is Acting really weird, I need you to come look at it. Okay see you soon”
After he hangs up the phone he turns to the man who’s digging through Sam’s office drawers.
“So Why Don’t You Want Him Knowing Your Here”
“Me And My Brother aren’t on the best terms.”
“So You decide to break in and try to surprise him?”
“Only option when he doesn't answer my calls”
A few Minutes later Sam opens the back door and walks in, he sees Theodore standing by the machine, Porterfilter in hand.
“Y/N, how bad is it?” He says as he turns the corner to his office to try and find the machine manual instead finding his younger brother.
“Dean?! What the hell are you doing here”
“Hiya Sammy, we gotta talk”
“What is so important that you had to break into my store”
“Dad Hasn't Been Home In A Few Days”
“So he's working overtime on a Miller Time shift. He'll stumble back in sooner or later.”
“Dad's on a hunting trip. And he hasn't been home in a few days…”