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Drowning - a drabble
Dec. 19th, 2016 03:36 pmTitle: Drowning
Words: 100
Summary: Sam's at Stanford, Dad's god knows where, and Dean's on the road.
Dean’s a mid-west boy. He knows straight roads and vast expanses of corn so intimately, he sings Oklahoma songs inside his head, where Sam can’t hear and mock. Not that Sam can hear him singing anyway, seeing as how Sam’s in California and Dean? Dean isn’t.
Dean drives, because that’s what he does. He kills monsters; sometimes they throw him around and he has to stop a while to patch himself up before he can slide back into his Baby, but that’s okay. He’s fine on his own. He is.
Sometimes, though, Dean dreams up an ocean to drown in.
Words: 100
Summary: Sam's at Stanford, Dad's god knows where, and Dean's on the road.
Dean’s a mid-west boy. He knows straight roads and vast expanses of corn so intimately, he sings Oklahoma songs inside his head, where Sam can’t hear and mock. Not that Sam can hear him singing anyway, seeing as how Sam’s in California and Dean? Dean isn’t.
Dean drives, because that’s what he does. He kills monsters; sometimes they throw him around and he has to stop a while to patch himself up before he can slide back into his Baby, but that’s okay. He’s fine on his own. He is.
Sometimes, though, Dean dreams up an ocean to drown in.