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Tweak says, "Car la vie est si fragile"
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Dean Winchester (
of_little_faith
) wrote in
blood_red_sky
,
Yep. If they kept this up, Dean was going to end up being unable to control the volume of his voice, or the grabby-ness of his hands.
... we haven't even slept together...
Dean smirked. That had crossed his mind, too. It was like the immaculate conception. Bam. Daughter. Oh, by the way, she's about thirty.
"I about fell down when she started really talkin' to me about this," Dean admitted. "And then... the drinking..."
That's huge.
He made a noise, like a snort. "Yeah. It is."
Dean picked up his cup again, and before it got to his mouth, stopped it.
"You'd be great. At it," he said. "You *were* great at it. You met her."
He took a drink.
"Two daughters. If that's not proof that God continually messes with me, I have no idea what is."
He sighed. And slid his hand over to touch Jo's.
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