4,488 words.
PG-13, Gen.
Sam, Dean, OFC, Wee!chester.
Disclaimer: Anything recognisable does not belong to me.
A/N: To celebrate my birthday, I'm posting fic. Enjoy.
Summary: December Jones sits on the front porch, chalk in one hand and paper doll in the other. Inside, the television blares midday self-help programs but no one listens. Chalk dust
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