"It's my day," says Dean, tasting the words as much as speaking them. Even so, it's a hard phrase to make sense of - a whole day, with nothing to do but spend time with Cas, eat pie, go - "Sledding?" Dean laughs, incredulous. "I haven't been sledding since...hell. I know there was one time at Bobby's when I was little."
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Date: 2014-02-01 06:36 am (UTC)