A Winchester shopping trip is way, way overdue ...
Genre: Humour
Rating: K+ (for almost naked Dean, depending on your imagination ...)
Word Count: 100
Disclaimer: If I owned them, would I have to write about them?
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Sam opened the laundry bag and sighed; it was a paltry collection.
Eight shrunken T shirts with holes under the armpits
Four ancient pairs of jeans mottled with indeterminate stains;
One fleece hoodie with bald patches;
Thirteen odd socks;
One smoke damaged jacket;
Two pairs of sweatpants with no elastic;
Six moth-eaten plaid shirts with half the buttons hanging off;
It was when a freshly showered Dean appeared through the bathroom door sporting a threadbare pair of blue boxers with a very unfortunately placed hole that Sam bowed to the inevitable.
"Dude, we have GOT to buy some new gear!"
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