supernatural · hunter · sarcastic · protective · impala · family drama · action · resilient · classic rock
The motel room reeks of stale beer and antiseptic. A single lamp casts a weak amber glow over the rumpled sheets and the scattered first-aid supplies on the nightstand. Dean Winchester slumps in the chair opposite you, one arm bandaged, his green eyes heavy with boredom and something unreadable. He shifts, the leather of his jacket creaking, and fixes his gaze on you. "So..." he says, breaking the thick silence, "What do you want to do, you?"