Bucky: I don’t know man, one day you’re minding your own business getting some organic plums, and the next thing you know an elderly soldier breaks into your crash pad and digs through your diaries, a SWAT team flash mobs in your stairwell, and a guy in a cat suit shows up and starts whispering sinisterly about how he won’t let me live until extradition. YOU TELL ME.
previously on supernatural, sam, snacking on a screaming nurse: trust me and my demonic grilfriend who has no ulterior motives u accuse her of
sam, with his head in his hands, tired of his brother being so trusting of monsters who dare to work as a bartenders and sometimes go on nature walks: u wanted me to trust benny and i can’t do that……no….thats too much u ask too much! he’s a monster oh no *dramatic exit*
sam, always fair and never ever a hypocrite: hey dean how dare u not trust this literal spawn of satan who has never hurt anyone except his mother, cas and us by repeatedly throwing us into walls uwu
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