Sep 07, 2009 14:37
Elena. I think I finally found that...key to your heart that you were always talking about. Now you can finally make an honest man out of me.
Sammy, thank the Lord that you're here again. I'm at a place called Thorn. There's plenty of room here, if you don't mind it being a den of debauchery. (There's something strange in his voice. Is that...disgust?) You should be able to find it with no problem. I would offer to come and get you, but I figure you're a big boy.
And about those things that are running around drawing all over everything... What's the big deal? So what if they're little monsters. Live and let live, right?
((OOC: SAY GOODBYE TO DOORED!DEAN. The real one expects a beer and a lap dance to be waiting for him.))
someone put him out of his misery,
sammy,
elena