Bobby Singer (isaveteran) wrote in madisonvalley, @ 2021-08-23 22:53:00 |
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Bobby still wasn't sure what he was going to do with himself in this town, but the truth of the matter was he was starting to settle in more and more. Maybe this retirement thing wouldn't be so bad. Hell he was getting more time with Dean and now he was about to go out for Drinks with Pamela....and get this, there wasn't a demon involved. He hadn't bothered too much with changing up his look though, because Pamela already knew what he looked like. Why dress differently now? She had never complained before. So, jeaned, flannel, trucker baseball and all he left Dean's house with a bright smile on his face. He usually wasn't this happy, but it was just so nice to not have another demon to face or another spirit to help pass on. For once he could actually do something he wanted to do without worrying about who might get hurt because he wasn't out working on some case. They had agreed to meet at the bar of her choice, so he had looked up the address beforehand that way he would know where he was going. Fortunately he had always had a fairly good sense of self direction, so it didn't take him long at all to find his destination. Once inside he scanned the room to see if he could spot her, but when he didn't spot her right away he made his way on over to the bar. He took a seat on one of the stools that was closer to the door, so that he would be able to see when she came in. |