[He was gonna send a text, but it's easier with his shitty arm to just talk through it; painkillers are doing wonders for him tonight. The tonight in which Sam totally won't bother informing Cas of Dean and his little... unfortunate meeting.

Nah, he actually just wants to make sure Cas is okay.]

Hey, I'm hitting the hay for the night. Dean's sticking in your room, just FYI.

...

And please don't answer this if you're in the middle of something raunchy.