“I don’t know, a one year anniversary is like a big deal… right?” Dean’s voice broke off as his eyes swept over the layout of the mall. He didn’t like being in malls, didn’t like all these people with bags and smiles and a happiness he didn’t ever get to have. He had work, and his car, and his brother, and his beer, and his house. That’s what his life was. Not this consumer lifestyle that seemed to swarm so many peoples’ lives.
Charlie, giving him a side-eye bitch face, was actually excited to help her best friend pick something out. She loved shopping, though she surrounded herself with people who hated it. Most of the time she was in the mall alone. “It’s a huge deal, dumby. Huge! I bet he got you something awesome. Cas is such a thoughtful person.”
At that Dean blushed. “He really is, isn’t he? Probably has the whole day planned with romantic shit. God, how did I ever get someone like him?”
“I guess you’re handsome.” Charlie chuckled as she grabbed Dean’s hand and started to lead them through the array of stores. “And his shitty little car definitely helped you. I mean he was in your garage on a weekly basis.”