LadyCelyn

Dean looked around. He knew he was dead; there really wasn't a question about that. Where was the reaper? Even if Tessa had other things to do, there should be somebody here for him by now. "Hello Dean." The familiar voice was a surprise. The hunter now saw the corresponding body. "Death. I'm surprised to see you here." Dean took the seat on the other side of the table from the eating man. The horseman bit into his gyros and contemplated a thought. "You expected to see a reaper." It wasn't a question and Dean didn't answer. To his knowledge he hadn't done anything in the last time that warranted Death to be more disgruntled with him t