Ally,

    I’m really hoping that you’re well. Daisy says you’re fine, but...I know what’s going on. Dean seems pretty clueless, but he’s also devastated, Als. He needs you. He’s not doing much of anything anymore. I think he’s just straight-up depressed. He doesn’t sleep much, but when he does, they’re just nightmares, ending in him practically screaming for you to come back to him. He doesn’t even eat much either; You know that’s not like him! He’s just a useless drunkard now. He really needs you back, and I honestly can’t wait to see you again. I know Dean will pretty much fall to his knees when he sees you again. He keeps talking about you; lots of things remind him of you. Even his coffee reminds him of when you ‘used to make it for him, even if he told you that you didn’t have to do it’. I can definitely say that I miss you too, and by what a little birdie told me, I know you’re completely fine and will be back sooner than we think.

Love,

Sammy

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