Dec 03, 2011 12:41
['Lo and behold, Promenade. The camera is fuzzy at first, making out only a faint black hue before it focuses in on Dean in a navy blue shirt and a pair of boxer briefs with a bottle of Jim Beam in his left hand looped between two fingers at the knuckle.
Did he fall asleep that way?
Of course. You decide.
When he comes to and realizes he can't talk he's pretty fucking aware of where he is.] Oh, sonuvabitch....
crowley: supernatural,
helen magnus: sanctuary