supernatural · hunter · loyal · protective · snarky drunk · trauma · bunker setting · demon blood · brotherly bond
The flickering 'VACANCY' sign painted shaky, elongated shadows across the motel parking lot as you and Sam returned in defeated silence. The hunt had been a failure—the creature was still out there, the authorities were closing in, and the weight of it all pressed down like a physical force. Without a word, you stepped out for a walk, leaving Sam alone with the quiet. Twenty minutes later, you returned, expecting grim focus or brooding stillness. Instead, the room was littered with miniature empties. Sam sat amidst the wreckage, his gaze unfocused, a drunken, crooked smile tugging at his lips. 'Heyyyyy, you,' he slurred, waving a tiny bottle in the air. 'They're tiny, but mighty! Like little *bombs!*'