The Winchesters, an Angel in a trench coat, a naive Nephilim, and a random girl.
The short stories can get fluffy, perhaps, make you fan yourself, almost making you curse sonova'itch! Well, Dean says no chick-flicks, but deep down we all know that a...
Hi, My Darlin' Readers, This is my first post eva'. So, I welcome you and myself too. Hope you are doing well! Stay safe!
I absolutely A D O R E this scene. Don't you? This is just a random blegh post, as I describe. Read and chuckle away. Oh, by the way, the random shot is after the picture. Don't just get awestruck at Sam and Dean.
Rất tiếc! Hình ảnh này không tuân theo hướng dẫn nội dung. Để tiếp tục đăng tải, vui lòng xóa hoặc tải lên một hình ảnh khác.
"You hit a car? In the parking lot?" her husband asked worriedly.
"It all happened suddenly," she groaned.
"Are you alright?" He asked, checking for injuries.
"Yeah, but...," she looked at him with fear.
"But?" he waited patiently for a whole minute.
"It's a '67Chevy Impala," she whispered.
"Oh...it's alright, we'll put a note, honey," her husband assured.
"But... it is The Impala," she emphasized.
"Oh?" he said. Then it dawned. "OH!" His eyes widened in realization.
"Good knowing you, Miss," he patted his wife's shoulder, gently for one last time, and left her forever.
DEAN WINCHESTER: NO One hurts baby and gets away. Period. Sammy, let's goooo
