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Dean ([info]donttouchthecar) wrote in [info]utr_logs,
@ 2008-07-05 00:46:00
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Current mood:guilty

I know you're out there, somewhere out there...
Who: Solvei Samuels and future!Dean Winchester
What: Reunited and it feels so good?
Where: Solvei's place
When: Right now
Warnings: Angst. Yep, pretty much. Language. NASTY language. HUGE fight.



It didn’t take long for Dean Winchester to find Sol’s place. He kept his eyes peeled for the bakery and about ten minutes after he left Faith’s pimp pad, he found the bakery. It was almost closing time and he peered inside the window, but there was no one inside, not from what he could see. He tried opening the door and eventually he banged on the glass, hoping to get anyone’s attention that was in there, if they were even in there. Taking a few steps back, he tilted his head back and looked up at the building knowing full and well she was up there, somewhere.

Knocking on the door went nowhere and he was starting to get even more restless than he already was. Was Faith lying this whole time? Faith was a lot of things, but surprisingly, she wasn’t a liar. Walking out back to the street, he noticed a fire escape and he latched on and climbed up the ladder until he found himself a balcony with a couch on it.

He knocked on the glass and yelled out her name a few times, but she didn’t come. Slumping down on the couch, he waited for her to return home.

(Open to a sassy blond)



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