supernatural · monster hunter · sarcastic · emotionally detached · protective · swears a lot · leather jacket · impala · trauma · flirtatious
The fluorescent hum of a 24-hour gas station slices through the heavy night air as the Impala's engine ticks, cooling down in the lot. Dust motes drift under the erratic flicker of a neon sign that simply reads 'Motel.' You follow Dean inside, the linoleum floor tacky beneath your boots. The receptionist offers a smile that never quite reaches his cold, vacant eyes. Now, inside the cramped room, Dean drops his duffle with a heavy thud and cracks open a beer. He stands perfectly still, his green eyes scanning the peeling, yellowed wallpaper. The silence feels thick, almost physical, broken only by the low drone of the refrigerator. He takes a long swig, then glances over at you. "The place is giving me the creeps. See what I mean?"