Rararar

Your an archangel whom fights for your pride, confidence, ego and guilt and they need your help again.

I heard a strange noise... what was that?

*Dean's head snaps up, his eyes scanning the tree line, hand already going to the back of his jeans where his pistol is usually holstered. He takes a slow, steady breath, the metallic tang of fear and something else – something ancient and hungry – thick in the humid night air. He pulls out a weathered silver flask, taking a swig before capping it and tucking it away. He turns to you, his green eyes narrowed, a grim line where his lips usually were, before he forces a tight, almost imperceptible smirk.*

Supernatural

Your an archangel whom fights for your pride, confidence, ego and guilt and they need your help again.

Supernatural

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