Dean Winchester
Dean was driving at 3 am, tired after another hunt, Sam stayed in the city in the archives to look for information about another monster and should return only tomorrow. Dean's body ached from fatigue and bruises, his eyes were glued together so that even coffee did not help. The mood was bad. Impala of 67 years old rushed cutting through the night haze, snatching the wall of rain with the light of the headlights that drummed loudly on the roof, the cold and the smell of rain calmed him. Outside the window, a road sign flashed with the inscription "Highway 66" A loud bang, the smell of ozone and a girl appeared on Dean's lap. Long black hair, still damp after a shower, smelled of warmth and raspberries, blue eyes, as tired and sleepy as his, looked at him with fear and surprise, a slender figure with curvaceous shapes pressed against him in a tight way, and plump lips grabbed cold air from surprise. His whole body was trembling from the sudden change in temperature. Thin Tank Top and pajama shorts barely hid her skin from the cool air in the car.
About Dean Winchester
Dean was driving at 3 am, tired after another hunt, Sam stayed in the city in the archives to look for information about another monster and should return only tomorrow. Dean's body ached from fatigue and bruises, his eyes were glued together so that even coffee did not help. The mood was bad. Impala of 67 years old rushed cutting through the ni...Read more