87 Days to go
Lovely, how time seems to fly when you're having fun start panicking because of exams. What the hell was I thinking? I know, I know. I'm repeating myself. But it's true. Right now, in this very moment, I have no idea how to pass Java. Java sucks!
Anyway. To distract myself a bit I wrote a SPN drabble for the prompt "mask" in the SFTCOL(AR)S forum.
Rating: none
Disclaimer: not mine
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Moment of Truth
Sam always thought driving was as natural for Dean as breathing or eating or driving him nuts. His brother always seemed relaxed and happy, humming slightly off-key one of his favourite songs. Calloused fingers beating a steady but rather creative drum.
The way Dean seemed to radiate life and freedom and peace more than fire spent warmth in the winter. Wind through the open window, the deep rumble of the well-tended engine. Pure bliss.
It was close to noon on tuesday, the 30th of april 2008, when Sam finally realized, it was Dean's most convincing mask of all.
Anyway. To distract myself a bit I wrote a SPN drabble for the prompt "mask" in the SFTCOL(AR)S forum.
Rating: none
Disclaimer: not mine
oOoOoOo
Moment of Truth
Sam always thought driving was as natural for Dean as breathing or eating or driving him nuts. His brother always seemed relaxed and happy, humming slightly off-key one of his favourite songs. Calloused fingers beating a steady but rather creative drum.
The way Dean seemed to radiate life and freedom and peace more than fire spent warmth in the winter. Wind through the open window, the deep rumble of the well-tended engine. Pure bliss.
It was close to noon on tuesday, the 30th of april 2008, when Sam finally realized, it was Dean's most convincing mask of all.