Dean Winchester (agentplant) wrote in valloic, @ 2020-10-25 20:47:00 |
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Entry tags: | !: action/thread/log, ₴ inactive: dean winchester |
Who: Sam & Dean Winchester
Where: The Bunker
When: 10/25 - evening
What: Practicing for the play.
Status: Closed
Warnings: Profanity
Naturally, Dean didn't agree with Sam when he said the blame for Adam should be split between the two of them. Sam wasn't aware that he had been given a choice, Sam's soul or Adam, and that he had obviously chosen the broken soul. But, there was no need for him to know that, for anyone to know it. It had been an impossible choice on his part, much like everything else in his life. He had been willing to die for his brother, to get his soul back. It had been nearly ten years ago and here he was, reliving the situation all over again. He was grateful that Sam had said yes and was willing to help him. The two of them hadn't spent much time together, and Dean was hoping this would be something stupid for them to do together, with hopefully nothing to fight over. Dean grabbed his script from his bedroom and made his way to the stairs, humming to himself as he walked. He could do it, he knew he could, he just needed to work a little harder at it. "Hey, charming, how long does it take to grab some beers?" He called out from the stairs, waiting for Sam. |