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*           hehehehe 

* /      my jaw actually dropped 

/       boo

@huntsworn ,,   okay.  *  he hummed,  nodding his head.  the gears in his brain turning as he seemed to process this information.  he looked up at the male  *  thank you,  sam.  

@deadinsde   *  sam  sighs,   lips  pressing  into  a  thin  line  *    i  guess  give  her  a  set  of  non  fiction  books.  she'll  appreciate  that,  also  because  all  we  really  have  in  the  library  are  supernatural,  she'd  rather  feel  normal  when  trying  to  "imagine  things".   *  he  chuckles  softly  *  or  a  necklace.   she  said  she  barely  has  any,  i  don't  know.

@huntsworn ,,   i still feel.. kind of bad about it?  *  it was more a feeling a discomfort when he really thought about it  *  plus it’d be nice to get her something spontaneously i guess.  she’s a good friend.  i don’t really know where rowena is though.

you  know  what  ,       *       tackling him to the ground  ,       seemingly childish but his brother had brought this upon himself        * 

@ICARUSBLED   if  you're  gonna  act  like  a  ten  year  old,   i'm  gonna  fight  fire  with  fire  and  act  like  i'm  9!

@huntsworn ,,    *   before her eyes could peer over at whatever the male hunter was working on,  it was closed. looking away and rolling her eyes,   stepping closer to the other before leaning against one of the counters.  eyes finding their way to the bottle, huh, she didn’t remember gifting that *  mm,  yeah,  sure.  i could use one.

@hellsfrequent   *  his  eyes  peered  to  her  direction,  but  thought  no  more;   now's  certainly  not  the  time  to  be  coy  with  the  redhead  *   huh,  don't  feel  too  comfortable  now.   *  he  walks  over  to  the  study  table,   shutting  his  laptop  close  before  taking  the  bottle  of  whiskey  and  pouring  slightly  for  himself  *  drink?  it's  your  bottle.

@huntsworn ,,   it’s a shame you think i have to have a reason to come visit you bunch. *  she spoke,  wandering around the room aimlessly.  fingers dragging over the tops of the counters as eyes wandered  *  i could be just bored or maybe i missed my..  favorite winchester’s.  *  but her words at the end seemed more forced than anything  *

/         do  it  ,       queen  .

/   plss i miss you ))’:

i’m only teasing you   .     *   she hums softly   ,    eyes taking a glance at him before her gaze returned to his computer .    *     sparkle  ,  huh    ?       i’ve seen plenty of vampires   ,    sammy    .      last i checked    ,     they aren’t exactly diamonds    . 

@huntersbite   *  he  plastered  a  grin  on  his  lips  as  he  chuckled,   eyes  focused  on  his  computer  as  digits  typed  too  fast  on  the  keys  *  you  must've  mistaken  me  for  dean.  i'm  researching  a  mysterious  vampire  case  ;   mysterious,  because  they  don't  die  under  direct  sunlight.   they  . . .  sparkle.      like  edward  cullen.

*   she smiles to herself   ,    her bottom lip pulled between her teeth   .    closing the old book    ,    she hops up from her spot   ,   moving to the younger winchester .   she stands behind him   ,    leaning down to rest her chin on his shoulder as she peers at his computer .    *      what are you researching   ?    porn   ?