|heroinexruby (heroinexruby) wrote in the_last_stand,|
@ 2008-10-22 20:53:00
|Entry tags:||dean winchester, jo harvelle, ruby|
Who: Ruby and Dean
What: Ruby likes poking Dean’s buttons
When: Wednesday, late night
Open: Eh, I dunno.
Whoever said “A road twice travelled is never as long” probably had their brain screwed in a door wedge. Ruby sat back against the cold seat of the bus, her head bouncing lightly against the foggy window. It was a wonder why she decided to take public transportation. From behind her, she heard a series of gum chewing from a woman who seemed to be in her mid twenties. Along with the earsplitting gnawing, the loud roaring of the bus engine was getting its groove on. Ruby sat forward, resting her elbows on her knees. Idly, she took out her knife and began to spin it around with her forefinger, which was rather entertaining. The little game had her in a vacant stare, watching as the thing swirled around in circles.
With a curse, she cracked her eyes open. The bus was at a halt, and she realized that she was about to miss her stop. Quickly throwing away her trivial daydream, she shoved her knife in her back pocket and made her way down the stumpy steps of the cheep bus. “Thanks” she mumbled to the driver as she walked out with her typical swagger and exhaustion, craving for some blood right now. At the moment she also wasn’t afraid to admit that she must have those delicious, God-like, crack tasting french-fries, it always made the day a bit better. Dammit, she couldn’t sound any more like a pansy.
Her heels clamped softly against the pavement, her head hanging low to the ground. Sensing a familiar presence, her head arched up to see a Winchester through a fogged glass of a local bar. Too bad it wasn’t the one she was looking for. Feeling a smirk absent mindly spreading on her face, she strolled into the bar and sat next to him, “Dean, what a pleasant surprise”