Feb 23
cas blinked slow, the drugs in system making time itself move far slower than it should. the lingering cloud of smoke made him think it was a dream as he struggled to focus his vision.
it couldn't be her.
it simply couldn't.
"you aren't real," he said matter-of-factly, out loud, as he usually did when he caught a glimpse of her through the purple haze that filled the room. "whatever it is," he said to himself, almost under his breath. "that girl put a spell on me..."
@thcrnypain liked for a thing!!! inspired by "purple haze"- jimi hendrix