Sam Winchester (
onlytobenormal) wrote2011-09-02 02:30 am
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[When Sam finally started to stir, he really wished he hadn't. He really had the mother of all hangovers here - his head was throbbing and god, everything felt horrible. His memory of last night was pretty hazy too, to boot. He did realize pretty quick off the bat that he'd been sleeping on Dean, tangled up in him.] Dean?
[Much as his body felt sluggish and heavy still, the minute he realized they were naked, he gave a jolt away from Dean, memories hazily filtering back in. Bits and pieces at least and he wasn't sure if his stomach did a flip because of some of the stuff he recalled or because of the hangover.] Dean! You... you need to wake up.
[Much as his body felt sluggish and heavy still, the minute he realized they were naked, he gave a jolt away from Dean, memories hazily filtering back in. Bits and pieces at least and he wasn't sure if his stomach did a flip because of some of the stuff he recalled or because of the hangover.] Dean! You... you need to wake up.
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[Figured there wasn't any real need to bother dressing since... Dean had seen it all more intimately than he probably should have...]
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[Well, one thing, but he needed some sleep first.]
[He turned his head on the pillow and looked over at Sam with a goofy grin.] Sleep good, Sammy.
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[He let his eyes drift shut and it really... didn't take long at all for him to drift off to sleep. Today? Had actually been really good. And the sleep was even better.]