|Day 3 - Indigestion and Morning Breath
||[Jun. 29th, 2007|06:08 pm]
The Happiest Place on Eart- OH SHIT MICKEY MOUSE
(Continued from here.)|
Dean's eyes opened slowly as the sun finally got high enough in the sky to make the curtains in the trashy motel room they were in useless. He frowned and rolled over, trying to go back to sleep, but soon realized it was too late, he was awake for the day. He sighed and sat up, scratching his head and smirking a bit at the sight before him: Sammy curled up on top of the covers, his laptop still open, drooling onto its keyboard.
Dean got up slowly and quietly, snuck over to Sammy's bed, and then spoke loudly right into his ear. "You're drooling."