⠀ ✦ ͙۪۪̥˚┊❛ #lazuli.
⠀ if you’re gonna play the
⠀ game, boy. you gotta
learn to play it right.
⠀ ⠀ » &&. the father.
⠀ ⠀ crossovers welcome.
⠀ ⠀ supernatural verse.
Feet shuffling as he waits for her answer.
“Hey, kid. Sorry to wake you. I, uh—— I need a hand. I’ve gotten myself into some trouble.”
. . And handcuffs.
⠀ ✦ ͙۪۪̥˚┊❛ #lazuli.
⠀ i crossed the county line,
⠀ i cannot go back;
i’m always on my own.
⠀ ⠀ » &&. the witch’s son.
⠀ ⠀ crossovers welcome.
⠀ ⠀ supernatural verse.
Pulling the phone from his ear, he stares at the screen until her text message comes through.
He quickly sends a smiling emoji, assuming that’s the proper response. He’s still adjusting to these things. But then, he’s out the door, driving down the road to her.
“Of course I will —..”
Pressing the clean patch along her upper side , groaning a bit before hanging up on him. Soon texting him the motel she were staying at.
He smiles at the pictures she has displayed. He has a few similar on his walls back home. Bobby takes the beer with a gentle nod of thanks as he sits on the couch.
“I know how life gets, believe me.” He gives a shake of his head, sipping from the can. “You been working on »
“ of course, of course, ” balling up some discarded clothes off the couch ( fake fbi suits she had to take to the cleaners and the likes ) “ here, sit down. i’m so happy you’re here. seriously. ”
there’s a framed photo of them from her early hunting years on the coffee table,