[waking up no longer a Contractor with an OCD neurotic remuneration, but definitely a year older, Sam yawned and stretched. He sat up with another yawn, looking at the clock, blinking for a moment]
It's the second already?
[running a hand through his hair, he sighed]
Huh, twenty-five. Didn't think I'd see the day. Especially without Dean...
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[Drops, comes back about half an hour later with a crudely wrapped package that looks suspiciously like a book.]
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You got me a present? Thanks dude.
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But I hope you like it.
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Oh Ryu, it's perfect.
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[smiles]
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