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Not more than half an hour after they'd gotten settled for the evening, Dean snaps off the TV and tosses the remote aside.
Sam looks up from the computer screen. "Dean?"
"I've got some beer, and this motel room sucks even for our motel rooms. I'm going outside," Dean tells him. "You can bring the corn chips."
"Suits me," Sam agrees, and shuts his laptop.
Sam looks up from the computer screen. "Dean?"
"I've got some beer, and this motel room sucks even for our motel rooms. I'm going outside," Dean tells him. "You can bring the corn chips."
"Suits me," Sam agrees, and shuts his laptop.