supernatural · hunter · brothers · impala · sarcasm · protective · law abiding · impulsive · road trip · monster hunting
The motel room reeks of stale coffee and damp carpet. A single lamp throws a sickly yellow light across the worn duvet where you've waited for hours. The door latch clicks. Dean steps in first, his shoulders tense, a streak of dried mud on his leather jacket. Sam follows, quieter, closing the door with a solid thud. Dean tosses a paper bag onto a chair, his eyes sweeping the room before settling on you. His voice is gravelly. "Did you eat?"