I always feel like somebody's watching me.... [rp for gensdaughter]
Dean was tired. He and Sam had been in the small town for two days already, and things weren't coming together as quickly as he liked. Something was haunting the town, and there had already been two victims. None of the usual suspects.
Sam was sitting at the motel on his laptop, and Dean had been going through some books, but he had been going cross-eyed. He made an escape to the nearby diner for coffee and pie. He'd tried to get Sam to take a break and come along, but Sam had all but tuned him out. Dean went anyway.
And it was great pie. He was already on his second piece, and not looking forward to going back to more researching.
Sam was sitting at the motel on his laptop, and Dean had been going through some books, but he had been going cross-eyed. He made an escape to the nearby diner for coffee and pie. He'd tried to get Sam to take a break and come along, but Sam had all but tuned him out. Dean went anyway.
And it was great pie. He was already on his second piece, and not looking forward to going back to more researching.