Guess what day it is? Comment-fic day!
Once again, it's everyone's favourite day in Supernatural: May 2nd! You know what that means, right? Time to hurt Sam! ;)
You know the drill, right? Allow me to post a refresher:
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You know the drill, right? Allow me to post a refresher:
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A stupid toothbrush.
All Sam wants is a stupid toothbrush. It doesn’t matter what brand or what color, he just wants to brush his teeth. Is that too much to ask?
When he went digging around in his duffel looking for the damn thing he realized he must have left it in Oklahoma. Of course he figures he’s allowed some forgetfulness after recent events. Sam shivers and pulls his jacket closer around him as he browses through the small convenience store.
It's about 2:31 in the morning; the cold air is leeching through the poorly sealed barriers in the store making the room as cold as ice. His thin jacket is doing little in keeping him warm. Sadly though, his heavier winter coat is in the Impala.
Impala. Pain ratchets up in his heart just thinking about the muscle car. Sam shakes his head of the saddening thoughts; he doesn't want to freak out in the middle of the store. Maybe he will buy a bottle of jack to go with the toothbrush and silently grieve in his motel room ( ... )
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