[attaches Fay's leash to her collar, then attempts to scribble a note out for Dean who's presumably still in bed. It's definitely not his best penmanship as Fay is tugging at her leash full force, aiming for the door. The pen falls to the floor as he finishes hastily, his name looking like kid's scrawl more than anything]Jesus, Fay, hold your ( Read more... )

[looks around what used to be the spare room, now his bedroom, & sighs. His clothing is haphazardly spilling out of the closet, yet to be organized. What few trinkets he has are on the nightstand with a pale green lamp dug up from somewhere.]

Home sweet home. Funny that it doesn't even feel like home. I don't recognize any of it.

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[walks into the kitchen to find Rose baking up a storm, as usual. His hands are behind his back, & he's smiling like a fool]

Hey Rose, I've got a surprise for you.

[waits for her to turn around, before pulling his hands forward to reveal a pygmy rabbit with a pink bow tied around its neck sitting in his right hand]

Do you like it?

[can be found in his apartment, surrounded by boxes, packing tape & newspaper. There may or may not be sharpie on his arms & hands as he's been juggling things with a skill that he doesn't have. Frankly, the apartment looks like a disaster. With a soft sigh, not exactly of unhappy origins, Sam leans back against the couch, reaching for his mug of ( Read more... )

[can be found on his bed, lying on his back & staring at the ceiling like it could solve all his problems. But of course, the ceiling simply stared back, occasionally illuminated by the crackling lightning dancing outside the apartment walls]

I'm such an idiot.

[pulls Mr. Peanuttles -- Rose's favorite teddy bear that she handed him before he left ( Read more... )

[stares at his feet as he walks down the street, hands shoved deep in his pockets, his heart racing & his mind a mess]

Um... God, I don't even know how to say this...

IthinkI'minlovewithother!SamI-I don't know what happened. We were talking about the whole me-kissing-Jack thing, which hasn't even gone down yet... & then all the sudden, it was ( Read more... )

Things are... returning to normal, I suppose.

[settles back into the black leather armchair, a cup of caffeine in his hands, watching Dean clean their guns with Fay practically in his lap]

I can't help but feel that things are too quiet. Like a bomb is ticking in the background, & going to go off any second now ( Read more... )

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[looks up as Dean stumbles into the apartment]

Yeah, so house arrest.

[holds up cold beer & points to a fresh pizza from the oven]

How about that night of boozing & pizza, bro?

Oh, & we can't watch any good horror flicks, as Rose "borrowed" them when she was here last.

[staggers into the apartment, covered in blood & slime]

That is the last fucking time I go prancing off in the middle of the night.

[looks around, surprised that Fay isn't trying to lick the gunk off his boots]

Dean? Fay? ... Rose?