Dean Winchester (of_little_faith) wrote in blood_red_sky, @ 2011-11-26 18:13:00 |
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Entry tags: | dean winchester, lindsey mcdonald, phaedra romani |
whiskey in mind (lindsey, phaedra)
Dean was happy that everything was mostly back to normal. Jo was in her own body. And not frying electronics. He wasn't scratched anymore and craving human flesh. And most importantly, he did not spontaneously fly into the air without warning.
The fair had been fucking draining. Dean could live the rest of his life happy without a clusterfuck like that ever happening again. Evil was fine, demons were fine... but shit like that was not.
He shook his head and downed his drink, getting up from his spot at the bar and getting ready to go back to the Phoenix and get back to it. The door opened as he paid his tab, and the guy that walked in looked like someone Dean should know. He was familiar, somehow. He didn't know why. But the air he had about him was a strong one that said "not to be fucked with."
So, because it'd been that kind of week, Dean decided to fuck with him.
He waited until the guy was inside and seated at the bar before he started to talk. "Do I know you from somewhere?"