Dean's dozing on the couch when Annie launches from his side, barks at the sudden commotion pulling Dean out of slumber. It's ridiculous that a man whose liver is as used to processing opiates as Dean's is can still be knocked out by codeine, but after straining something while carrying up the groceries, in a stupor is exactly where Dean had found himself.
He pulls himself up slowly, recognizing the voice well enough to know it will continue whether he opens the door or not. "Coming," he grunts, and feels his stomach gurgle despite himself at the mention of eggrolls. Dean tugs the door open.
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Date: 2013-09-21 04:03 am (UTC)He pulls himself up slowly, recognizing the voice well enough to know it will continue whether he opens the door or not. "Coming," he grunts, and feels his stomach gurgle despite himself at the mention of eggrolls. Dean tugs the door open.
"You got any sesame chicken in there?"