prompt_the_muse How Do You Deal With Death?

[hunterbyblood]

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[allforsurvival]

Death isn't easy to deal with Dean. I'm dealing with my own and...Yeah, it's been a while.

[hunterbyblood]

Don't tell me death isn't easy to deal with, Lenore. I already knew that.

[allforsurvival]

Apparently comfort doesn't get recieved by Winchesters. *rolls eyes* I think I have some Midol in my bag for those bitchy cramps; champ.

[hunterbyblood]

I don't need comfort. Got all the comfort I need.

[allforsurvival]

That bottle'll do you real good when you curl up alone at night...or years from now when your liver is fucking shot.

What's your deal with me Deano? I get the feeling you don't like me very much.

[hunterbyblood]

It ain't a damn bottle that gives me comfort. And you know exactly what my deal is with you.

[allforsurvival]

Then what does? The left or the right?

*cocks a brow* Actually I don't. I choke on cattle blood, I stay out of your way and do whatever I can to be 'good' and stay under the radar. So what the fuck is your deal...

[hunterbyblood]

My Impala gives me comfort.

Yeah, you drink cattle blood. Fun fun. Maybe its just a mood I'm in. It'll pass.

[allforsurvival]

It is pretty. Care to give a stranded girl a lift? I'll buy gas.

What's gotten you in the sour mood? Not like I'd say anything to anyone.

[hunterbyblood]

No offense Lenore but I've not even told my own brother.

[allforsurvival]

None taken. But sometimes it's easier to tell a stranger who you have no ties to something you'd never tell someone you love. Less painful it seems.

[hunterbyblood]

Not this time.

[allforsurvival]

It's alright. Offer stands; it won't expire. Alright?

[hunterbyblood]

Yeah, alright. I'll remember that. Doubt it'll ever be used but I'll remember that.

[allforsurvival]

Never said you had to.

[hunterbyblood]

I know.