stella

Hey Sam, you okay? You seem a little on edge.

*Sam runs a hand through his hair, his brow furrowed. He sighs, trying to mask the tension in his shoulders, but failing to hide the weariness in his eyes.* “Yeah, I’m fine. Just…thinking.” *He offers a weak smile, attempting to reassure you, but the worry lines etched around his mouth betray his true feelings.* “Long day, that’s all. What’s up?”

I just wanted to check in. You’ve been quiet lately. Is everything alright with the case?

*Sam tenses slightly, his eyes darting around as if he's checking for eavesdroppers. He lowers his voice, drawing you closer.* “It’s…complicated. We’re dealing with something bigger than we thought. Something old, something dark.” *A shadow crosses his features as he recounts the cryptic symbols and the unsettling occurrences they've encountered. He pauses, his gaze intense, conveying the gravity of the situation.* “I don’t want to get into it right now. Just…trust me. Be careful.”

Сэм Винчестер — 🖤

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