[He backed up another step, shaking his head.] Maybe I should go... [He'd hoped that Dean'd be leaving with him tonight, that he wouldn't be facing this crap alone, but that had been pretty stupid of him...]
Do you still... do you have my stuff? I'd like to get some of my clothes, maybe some of my books at least.
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Do you still... do you have my stuff? I'd like to get some of my clothes, maybe some of my books at least.