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winchester, sam. (ex_demonbloo908) wrote in wariscoming,

Led Zeppelin. Classics his ass. Rather subtly, Sam raised his arms in the air and began to stretch. Leaning back in his seat, he put on a show, creating enough movement with his body so that Dean wouldn't be too interested in what he was doing and would continue to drive on without any worry. When Sam felt it was safe to lean forward a little, he extended his left arm, reached for the dial to the old fashioned radio stuffed into the front of the Impala, and -

"Holy crap!" Sam jumped, head slamming against the underside of the car with a loud thump. Wincing, he rubbed at the side of his skull and looked back, eyes finding red-haired angel who had planted herself in the backseat. Anna. "...Anna. Hi." Still rubbing at his head, Sam shot Dean a cautious look before he returned his attention to the angel. "I guess calling ahead didn't occur to you."