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[gavemea_45]

There's not much in Slater, Missouri. Mostly what the town's got going for it is a bunch of cheap motels due to its location at the intersection of three state highways, twenty miles from the interstate. It's the sort of thing that makes Slater a decent place to pull off the road for a night

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[hopeitsworthit]

"Sam," Dean says--he'd hiss, but the point is to wake the dumbass up.

"Sam."

Yeah, okay, that ain't working.

He reaches out to shake the dumb fuck.

"Sam! Get your ass up, right now."

[gavemea_45]

"Huhwha--"

He jerks awake, sleep-mazed and startled.

"--Dean?"

[hopeitsworthit]

Dean's hands are fisted and tucked in his pockets.

Because he really fucking wants to hit someone right now.

"What the hell do you think you're doin'?"

[gavemea_45]

Sam sits up, bracing himself against the mattress with one hand while he runs the other over his face.

"I was sleeping, dumbass -- or didn't you notice?"

He lets his hand fall and swings around, setting both feet on the floor as he gives Dean a hard look.

"What's your problem?"