smartlittlemoose replied to your post: -juggles carrier bags in his hands, fitting the key into the motel room door before shoving it open with his foot and closing it behind him using the same method- Hey. I brought food. They didn’t have any pie though so I~ -catches sight of Dean’s expression as he walks over to dump the groceries on the table in the corner- Dean. You okay, man? You look wiped.
-pulls his phone from his pocket, pushing a few buttons. When nothing happens, he gives a sheepish smile and a quick shrug- Must’ve died, I guess.
/Rolls his eyes, setting the gun down once he’s done.- What took so long?
-smirks- Okay, grumpy. Since you asked so nicely~ -sits down on the end of his bed, facing Dean- I went for coffee. -drops his voice to a mock whisper- With a girl.
/His brows raise for a few moments and he simply watches Sam, before putting the guns away.- Right. ‘Course you did.
-laughs quietly then frowns- What? You don't believe me?
