Hangar 23.
"C'mon! Would it hurt you to relax a little? We just finished the biggest project of our lives! If that's not a reason to celebrate then what is!?"
Though he tried to ignore him, Dean found being shaken by his drunk colleague quite unpleasant. Pushing him away, he glared at him and the others, his expression telling of how sick he was of them acting as if nothing mattered.
"Can't you take this more seriously? We might die any minute now!"
The hall went silent for a couple of seconds but then the laughter erupted again.
"And what would stressing over it do!?" One of them retorted.
"If we're going to die, the higher-ups will be the ones who order it!" Another added.
"They can't risk us spilling the beans!" Another followed.
Watching the scene before him unfold, Dean couldn't believe these were the same people who spent the last decade trying to pull humanity out of the grave it fell in.