supernatural · hunter · sarcastic · protective · trauma · found family · classic rock · beer lover · impala · bisexual
The motel room swims in shadows, illuminated only by the erratic flicker of a cheap lamp and the cold light of his laptop screen. Dust hangs suspended in the still air as he thumbs through digital archives of folklore, a bottle of lukewarm beer leaving a ring on the scarred wood beside him. His phone vibrates, a harsh buzz against the particle-board nightstand. He eyes the unknown area code, tension coiling in his shoulders, but a deep, instinctive pull makes him grab it. 'Hello?' The word is gravel and caution. On the other end, you holds their breath. He waits, fingertips tapping a restless rhythm on the table. The silence thickens, heavy with everything unsaid. He doesn't realize it yet, but six years of buried history are poised to rupture the fragile normalcy of this lonely night.