The tiếp theo morning.
Cas woke up on the đi văng of Meg’s motel. He slowly sat up and rubbed his eyes. Light shone through the curtains and Cas stood up and walked to them to open them. Dean’s Impala was parked across the street.
Meg ticked on the side windows of Dean’s car and Dean jumped up. He frowned and blinked to remember where he was. When he did, he turned the window down.
“What are bạn doing here so early?” Meg asked.
“What’s in the bag?” Dean nodded at the small paper bag Meg was holding in her right hand.
“Breakfast” Meg replied short.
“Thanks, bạn shouldn’t have” Dean đã đưa ý kiến and he jerked the bag out of her hands. As a human Dean was a lot quicker than Meg and all she could do was look offended as Dean crammed the pastry in his mouth.
“Cud bạn tull Cas to huwwy a lil?” Dean mumbled inaudible.
“Come again?” Meg asked with raised eyebrows.
Dean swallowed. “Could bạn tell Cas to hurry a little?” he repeated his question. “I told him I was going to take him shooting today”
“Alright, just wait here” Meg replied and she walked to the motel. She entered, but didn’t see Cas anywhere. Then she heard the shower. She walked to the bathroom, closed her eyes and walked inside.
“Hi, Meg” Cas greeted her. “Why are your eyes closed?” he frowned.
“Because you’re naked” Meg explained. “Grab a towel and wind it around your waist, please”
Cas did what she asked him to.
“You decent?” Meg checked. Cas nodded, forgetting Meg couldn’t see him. “Cas?”
“You can open your eyes” Cas đã đưa ý kiến quickly.
Meg opened her eyes and averted her head.
“What’s wrong?” Cas wondered.
“Eh…Dean’s waiting for you” Meg avoided his question.
“Yeah, he’s going to teach me how to use a gun” Cas said.
“Have fun” Meg replied sarcastic. “Don’t be early”
“What are bạn going to do?” Cas asked.
“I’m not telling you” Meg answered. “Now, hurry up. Get dressed, before Dean thinks I’m trying to drown bạn in the shower”
Cas started to unfold the towel and Meg turned around and quickly left the bathroom.
Cas woke up on the đi văng of Meg’s motel. He slowly sat up and rubbed his eyes. Light shone through the curtains and Cas stood up and walked to them to open them. Dean’s Impala was parked across the street.
Meg ticked on the side windows of Dean’s car and Dean jumped up. He frowned and blinked to remember where he was. When he did, he turned the window down.
“What are bạn doing here so early?” Meg asked.
“What’s in the bag?” Dean nodded at the small paper bag Meg was holding in her right hand.
“Breakfast” Meg replied short.
“Thanks, bạn shouldn’t have” Dean đã đưa ý kiến and he jerked the bag out of her hands. As a human Dean was a lot quicker than Meg and all she could do was look offended as Dean crammed the pastry in his mouth.
“Cud bạn tull Cas to huwwy a lil?” Dean mumbled inaudible.
“Come again?” Meg asked with raised eyebrows.
Dean swallowed. “Could bạn tell Cas to hurry a little?” he repeated his question. “I told him I was going to take him shooting today”
“Alright, just wait here” Meg replied and she walked to the motel. She entered, but didn’t see Cas anywhere. Then she heard the shower. She walked to the bathroom, closed her eyes and walked inside.
“Hi, Meg” Cas greeted her. “Why are your eyes closed?” he frowned.
“Because you’re naked” Meg explained. “Grab a towel and wind it around your waist, please”
Cas did what she asked him to.
“You decent?” Meg checked. Cas nodded, forgetting Meg couldn’t see him. “Cas?”
“You can open your eyes” Cas đã đưa ý kiến quickly.
Meg opened her eyes and averted her head.
“What’s wrong?” Cas wondered.
“Eh…Dean’s waiting for you” Meg avoided his question.
“Yeah, he’s going to teach me how to use a gun” Cas said.
“Have fun” Meg replied sarcastic. “Don’t be early”
“What are bạn going to do?” Cas asked.
“I’m not telling you” Meg answered. “Now, hurry up. Get dressed, before Dean thinks I’m trying to drown bạn in the shower”
Cas started to unfold the towel and Meg turned around and quickly left the bathroom.
''well it dont seem like nothin'' flame đã đưa ý kiến '' well i like spyro but he already has a mate'' ''OMG shes lookin for a mate better play cool'' flame thought ''well im free'' ''but i got to know ya better b4 i look for a mate'' ''u went for spyro and u dont him yet ether'' true but hes so cute i cant resist'' well do ya wanna hang out'' okay'' lets go to the lake and fish'' ''sure'' at the lake spyro and cynder were already there fishin and ember saw them '' oh great spyro's with that nasty witch cynder again she's the evil one from the dark master wy wood he go out with her'' she thought ''lets go to this spot'' flame đã đưa ý kiến snapping ember out of her trance-like state ''comin'' then cynder đã đưa ý kiến ''woah spyro i caught i big one!'' ''good goin cynder'' ''thats good thực phẩm for us'' ''tehtehtehteh'' cynder giggled ''u a good fisher too'' ''lets go back to the gardians with the food'' ''okay'' cynder said.
Sometime in our life, everyone must face the fear of rejection and being alone in the big, messed upn world.
Just what exactly do we know about love?
What insanity drives us to go through the whole heart-aching process that we dearly desire?
I, myself faced a type of rejection not long ago. There was a guy i liked in my year, who is very cute and therefor has lots of pretty những người hâm mộ of his own.
One day, i decided that i was getting too depressed about the whole thing and decided to tell him. hoặc ecactly get my mate to tell him, and it turned out...not so greatly.
He knew that i like him-am i too obvious?-and does not, in any way at all, like me.
i tried not to be so damn depressed, but i cracked when i was walking home, i started crying. and he has no idea what an idiot i felt like, likig someone who doesn't like me. who doesn't know i exists...
Just what exactly do we know about love?
What insanity drives us to go through the whole heart-aching process that we dearly desire?
I, myself faced a type of rejection not long ago. There was a guy i liked in my year, who is very cute and therefor has lots of pretty những người hâm mộ of his own.
One day, i decided that i was getting too depressed about the whole thing and decided to tell him. hoặc ecactly get my mate to tell him, and it turned out...not so greatly.
He knew that i like him-am i too obvious?-and does not, in any way at all, like me.
i tried not to be so damn depressed, but i cracked when i was walking home, i started crying. and he has no idea what an idiot i felt like, likig someone who doesn't like me. who doesn't know i exists...
