| IMAGINE GETTING IN AN ARGUMENT WITH SAM |
Sam didn't want you going on hunts. No matter how much you begged him to let you go with him, he made you stay at home. One day, you went on a hunt without telling Sam. Just as you were about to kill the werewolf, it scratched your arm. When you got home, sam was waiting for you. You could tell he already knew what you had been doing.
"Sam, listen I can ex-"
"Are you kidding me? You went on a hunt?? What were you thinking? And is that? Y/n.. what's that?"
"It's nothing! It's just a scratch, okay? I'm fine."
"I told you! This is why I didn't want you to go cause I knew you'd get hurt!"
"Okay, yeah, I got hurt. Big deal! It's not like I died sam. Okay, I handled myself out there. I killed that werewolf and I'm proud! So what I got scratched. I lived, didnt i?"