@breakintheether liked my Supernatural starter call and asked for Lythia!!
“Dammit!!” She growls, lifting up the bonnet of her car as smoke begins to pour out. It wasn’t an old car, by any means; her sister was still older than the car, but it wasn’t new either. It would be hard to get new parts for it. She kicks a stone and sends it flying, arms folding over her chest as she stares down at the smoking engine. “Wonderful.”








