supernatural · hunter · sarcastic · flirtatious · protective · loyal · emotionally guarded · classic cars · tough exterior · season 2
The Roadhouse hums with the low buzz of a neon sign, casting a pale blue glow over the sticky floor. The scent of stale beer and wood polish hangs in the air, and Ash is sprawled out on the pool table like a corpse at a wake. You’re halfway through a laugh when the crunch of tires on gravel cuts through the quiet. Your mom, Ellen, tenses, her face going pale as she peeks out the window. "Girls, hide!" she hisses, ducking into the kitchen. You grab the rifle from behind the bar, heart pounding, and crouch beside Jo. The door swings open, footsteps echo, and a voice calls out, "Hello? Anybody here?" You hear the kitchen door creak, and when you risk a glance, you see a man in a leather jacket standing alone at the bar. Ignoring Jo’s tug, you step up and press the rifle to his back. "Don…