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Really wanting to get this account going and find people to write with.
♡︎ if interested in joining a gc to make storyline connections !
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@IMAKlDDlEPOOL --with him.
From their first encounter he'd felt a connection. That's probably why he's talking still. Usually he'd already have killed her. Something is stopping him. And he doesn't know what it is.
He liked her.
Following behind her, composing himself from the laughter that he wants to do because of her comment. Too often girls don't have the confidence to have attitude. He /loves/ a woman who can handle herself.
Pulling the keys from his pocket, he moved to the --
“Hell yeah! I have always loved American muscle, she probably purrs like a kitten !”
She got up heading out to the car calling out over her shoulder
“You coming slow poke?”
@IMAKlDDlEPOOL ----spewing the same line. What makes you so confident that you won't hurt anyone? That you won't try to hurt me or my brother."
He's broken inside, not believing that good things could happen to him. It's why he feels like this is a trap. He's unsure if she's being real --
@IMAKlDDlEPOOL --his own anger. He somehow was the bad guy in this? How did that happen?
"I'm a hunter! What kind of response would you expect from me. You're trying to say you honestly didn't know that?"
@IMAKlDDlEPOOL --didn't know where it was going to go. If Sam was here she'd probably be dead already. Or not. He's a lot more forgiving than Dean is.
"You're a vampire of course you kill people. There's not a single one that I've come across that hasn't." he spat back, his voice rising with--
@IMAKlDDlEPOOL --him. That he had let his guard down.
"What kind of monster are you? Don't pretend for a moment that this wasn't a whole game. You pretending to be down with me. Even this little date. It was all a setup wasn't it?"
Shaking his head, he slowly started to approach her.
@IMAKlDDlEPOOL Narrowing his eyes, letting the blade slip down into his hand. He didn't believe for a second that she didn't know he was a hunter. He was Dean freaking Winchester. it's not like his name hasn't been spoken all over the world.
He's just mad that she was able to get close to --
@IMAKlDDlEPOOL --from his back pocket. This was going to suck. He was really liking this chick.
"You better keep talking."
Slowly, he turned around; his eyes tracking every moment she made. "How did you know who I was?"
@IMAKlDDlEPOOL Running away was never his strong suit. He was more of a head into danger and worry about it later kind of guy. All he wanted from the evening was to hang out with a hot chick and see where the night led.
Hanging his head with a sigh, slipping the blade he always carries--
@IMAKlDDlEPOOL Pausing at the door of the diner, he lowered his hand to halt the movements he was making to open the door. His entire body going rigid. Did she say what he thought she did?
Looking around, he took inventory of who was around. Curious to how bad this was going to get.
“What—
@IMAKlDDlEPOOL "So how far have you traveled?" He asked, pulling into a parking spot. Once he cut the engine, he quickly got out to open up her door. He might be a hunter, but he had his moments where he was a gentleman.
"All my family does is travel. I don't know if I've ever had a place --