light a torch and take your place at my side
[Open to all. Dean Winchester's birthday post. Logged for the 24th of January.]
[Being thirty-two is not all it cracks up to be. Mostly it just feels like any other day and Dean doesn't really feel the need to bring it up. He already feels old enough, and being a hunter still means a limited life span, no matter how high his friends are.
Which is why he's not doing much of anything, but drinking crappy coffee in a run down diner somewhere off the main route. Occassionally he flicks his gaze to the Impala in the parking lot, quiet and disinterested in anything else in the diner.]
[Being thirty-two is not all it cracks up to be. Mostly it just feels like any other day and Dean doesn't really feel the need to bring it up. He already feels old enough, and being a hunter still means a limited life span, no matter how high his friends are.
Which is why he's not doing much of anything, but drinking crappy coffee in a run down diner somewhere off the main route. Occassionally he flicks his gaze to the Impala in the parking lot, quiet and disinterested in anything else in the diner.]