Sam Winchester (
onlytobenormal) wrote2011-09-27 02:13 pm
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(Continued from sws)
[As soon as they'd both got in the car, Sam was making his way towards the nearest clothing store he could think of. They needed to get Dean some seriously more appropriate clothes here soon. Though the thought of panty or bra shopping with Dean? A little bit awkward.]
[He was strangely more interested about the possible month with his brother than he thought he would've been before... Dean had come up. It was good to have his brother back in some way than when he'd first left for college. Still not something he wanted to think about and he didn't want to dwell on that bad blood, especially right now.]
So... how's it feel anyway? Waking up in a different body?
[As soon as they'd both got in the car, Sam was making his way towards the nearest clothing store he could think of. They needed to get Dean some seriously more appropriate clothes here soon. Though the thought of panty or bra shopping with Dean? A little bit awkward.]
[He was strangely more interested about the possible month with his brother than he thought he would've been before... Dean had come up. It was good to have his brother back in some way than when he'd first left for college. Still not something he wanted to think about and he didn't want to dwell on that bad blood, especially right now.]
So... how's it feel anyway? Waking up in a different body?
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[Bad thing about knowing Dean was going out like she was? Couldn't help but be a little worried about her... on top of the usual thoughts that sprung up whenever he knew he had Dean there, ready and willing for him. But mostly it was worry, but Dean was tough and she'd take care of herself.]
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[About four hours, a fight she won fairly easily and one not so easy, and a hefty chunk of cash later, she had a shiny new ID dubbing her Amy Williams. Kinda boring, sure, but it got her a beer at a nice bar, so she wasn't going to complain. It worked. That was all she wanted.]
[With an hour or so left to kill, she decided some shopping was in order...]
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Ready to meet up?
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Yup! Where do you want me to meet you?
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[With traffic it was closer to twenty, but she was close. She was even dressed nice, like she promised. The skirt was knee length and the tank top covered everything Sam would've wanted covered. When she saw him, she slid into the booth next to him and smiled.] How was class?
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[She shrugged at his question, reaching for a menu.] Couple of bruises and a ruined shirt on my part. Few broken noses and busted egos on theirs. Nothing huge.
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[That smile faded at that comment though.] What the hell, Dean? You're okay, right?
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