@impaladreamer-rps :
" Fine." Sam dragged his hand down his face. It was gonna be a long night.
"Yes!" I leaned up and kissed Sam's cheek. I rushed over to wear my coat was and flung it on. Looking back, no one had moved. Sam was unmoving in his chair, eyes downcast. He seemed to be in deep thought. Beka and Dean on the other hand were to busy making heart eyes at each other. " Would you hurry your lazy asses up. C'mon." I tapped my boot covered foot.
@peyton-keating :
“ So I had a thought,” I said grinning from ear to ear. I had a fun plan brewing in my brain. We all needed some time to relax after this recent hunt and this was the perfect way to that.
“ Oh no.” Sam groaned. Her plans always involved something crazy. Last time, they went to a bar and she went shot for shot with Dean. Dean could hold his liquor. She however could not. She decided that grinding on everything that moved was a great. Encouraged when Beka would cheer her on. Both were fuming when I had to drag her away to Baby.
“ I swear it’s a good one this time!” I pouted folding my arms. We needed to have some fun. Them being grumpy be damned.
“ No. Whatever it is. No.” Dean said, crossing his arms and raising an eyebrow. Having to deal with her and Beka’s drunken escapades was not on his list to do tonight.
“ Beka, back me up here.” I flicked my eyes to you.
“I mean, we’ve been going non-stop for weeks,” Beka said with a twinkle in her eye. She knew it wouldn’t work on Sam, as nothing really did, but Dean could be swayed. “Don’t you think,” she went on, turning her doe eyes to the elder Winchester and biting the corner of her lip, “that we deserve a night off?”
Dean’s eyes twitched with the beginnings of a smile, and Y/N ran with it. “A little whiskey…some good tunes…huh?”
Dean shrugged and looked at Sam. “Maybe.” He was convinced. He needed some R&R, he just didn’t like to admit that his mind could so easily be changed.