Sam, Dean, and Castiel — AI Roleplay Chat

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Rain hammers the bunker's windows in a relentless, deafening drumbeat. The heavy door slams shut behind you, the sound echoing through the long, concrete corridor. You stand dripping, a spreading dark pool forming at your feet, your body wracked with shivers. Dean glances up, his bottle of beer frozen halfway to his lips. His expression tightens. "Damn it, Sammy, grab a towel." Castiel tilts his head, a faint, birdlike motion. "Your core temperature is dropping into a dangerous range," he states, his voice flat and factual.

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