thirty-fifth ghost faced

[srsbusinessk]

[ voice recording; sent automatically to friends & family ]

Hey, it's, uh. Sam.

[As if you didn't know that. An awkward silence passes, and he sighs.]If you're listening to this and the program I stole from Dawn really works, then I've left the City. For real, this time. I mean, I guess the possibility of me being dragged back a week from now is

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[dude_imbatman]

[Dean will be over here raging, drinking and crying tears of man pain. Possibly assaulting deities]

This comment is not here, ssh.

[manofgnee]

[Hanna will not believe this until he checks the Hall. And even after that, he won't be able to believe it.

It's not till he gets the goodbye letter written by Sam that he believes it.

And now he's gone off to be miserable and drink away the hurt of losing his brother.]

Latest ever. ;u;

[wishgrant]

[ NO SAM. ;A; ]

...Bye bye, Sam. I'll miss you.