It's raining because of fucking course it is. The one day he forgets his jacket and it fucking rains. He goes into the nearest store trying to keep his laptop dry while cursing pretty much everything, it's empty enough that he just sits down at the nearest table. 

He takes his glasses off and runs a hand over his face tiredly, Dean would give him shit for this but he was too tired to think about it. 

He doesn't notice the person next to him until they ask if he needs any help, he turns around to see where they came from. It was a coffee shop, he'd walked into a coffee shop.

"One black coffee?" He asks, turning back to the man.

"Sure, I'll be right back." He opens his laptop to try and finish paperwork for Dean. "Who the fuck orders just black coffee?" He hears the person mutter as they walk away. 

"I heard that." He replies without looking back.