𝖬𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖶𝗂𝗇𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋 | 𝖲𝗎𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗇𝖺𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖺𝗅

Circus pants, weed, and tattoos

Dean-28
Sam-25
Meredith-17

Remember the chapter "I'm not scared."? Well, this takes place two months after that! I imagine James Franco playing Ian, preferably from his movie 'Pineapple Express', but you can imagine him however you want!

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She found it ironic that something that had scared her so bad, was now something that she willing decided to do. She had been in the small town of Sioux Falls buying groceries for Bobby's fridge, when the vehicle next to her had a flat tire. The young man who clearly didn't have a clue with what to do, was extremely grateful for the help that Meredith provided. She herself was surprised that she was able to help the man. Dean had taught her how to change a tire a few years back, but she never had first hand experience. She was quite proud of herself.

Ian, the owner of the vehicle, didn't have any money to repay her, but he so happened to work at the tattoo parlor in town and offered her a free one. She surprisingly took him up on the offer. So, now she sat on a cold metal table, her shirt hanging off of her shoulder as Ian worked gracefully on her shoulder blade.

"So, that was when I found out she was my best friend's girlfriend." Ian chuckled behind her, loudly smacking the gum between his teeth. "I mean, it wasn't my fault!" He argued. "He never showed me pictures of her! How was I supposed to know they were dating? I think he was way over the line."

"Oh, yeah. Way over the line." She rolled her eyes with a smirk, focusing on the plant he had in the corner of the room.

"That's what I said!" He smiled and pulled the gun away from her. "Gee, I sure like you Meredith. You're a lot cooler than my other friends." He laughed and continued his work on her shoulder. "All they wanna do is drink my beer and play on my x-box."

"Yeah, yeah, just focus, alright? I'm surprised I even let you talk me into this, so it better be perfect." She threatened over her shoulder.

"Ah, first timer, huh?" He asked over the loud buzzing.

"Nah, I've got another, just wasn't a very pleasant experience." She shook her head.

He pulled the gun away from her again. "No kidding!" He cheered. "Let me see!"

She moved her limbs awkwardly to turn around and face him. "If I show you will you hurry up and work? I've got eggs in the truck and I'm not spending another $5.99." She stated with annoyance.

"Yeah, you got it!" He shook his head vigorously, eager to see her design.

She adjusted her torso and turned to the side, lifting her shirt and revealing her anti-possession tattoo. And of course, he went nuts over it. "Oh my God!" He said dramatically, leaning down until he was face to face with the ink. "That's sick!" He emphasized the 'ick'.

Normally, if a a stranger were to stare at her waist like that, she would put a bullet through their head. But she wasn't uncomfortable with Ian and he actually did amuse her. He was quite entertaining, really. He looked like your typical stoner. Tattooed covered arms, pale face, goofy expression. His hair was shoulder length and he wore an old grey headband. If it even was a headband. To Meredith it looked more like a grease rag. His striped red and orange pants looked straight out of a circus, accompanied with a stained shirt that read, 'I heart Johnny Depp'. She could read people well, she had to with the life her family lead. He was harmless.