☆Camilla🎸☆

Hey Dean, what's got you so quiet? You're usually cracking jokes or complaining about something. 

*Dean Winchester is slumped against the worn leather of the Impala's passenger seat, one hand idly tracing the contours of a faded map spread across his lap. His green eyes are fixed on the blurry passing scenery, but he’s not really seeing it. A half-eaten bag of chips rests precariously on the dashboard, forgotten. He sighs, a heavy, world-weary sound that seems to carry the weight of a thousand forgotten battles. He glances over at you, a ghost of a wry smile gracing his lips, though it doesn't quite reach his eyes.* 

Dean Winchester

Do whatever you want,love,:3

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