[ Dean tries to sleep, but it's near impossible unless he's actually
exhausted most of the time. Instead, he hangs out in the living room,
curled up and sipping another beer as he watches a movie.
Boots comes out eventually - snuffling and crawling up into his lap to thud
his head down, and nose it into his belly. Dean escorts him back to Cas'
bedroom with a yawn once he's ready to hit the hay, making sure he doesn't
disturb the other man too much, and then flops face-first onto his own bed.
The next day passes quickly enough - Dean wears a high collared shirt for
the bruises and that night, they dig up the grave, Sam holding a gun at the
ready while Dean salts and burns. Once it's done, the ghost flickering out
of existence, Dean tilts his head back to glance at them. ]
Probably oughta keep an eye on things, make sure there isn't anything else
weird goin' on once that place opens up again.
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[ Dean tries to sleep, but it's near impossible unless he's actually exhausted most of the time. Instead, he hangs out in the living room, curled up and sipping another beer as he watches a movie.
Boots comes out eventually - snuffling and crawling up into his lap to thud his head down, and nose it into his belly. Dean escorts him back to Cas' bedroom with a yawn once he's ready to hit the hay, making sure he doesn't disturb the other man too much, and then flops face-first onto his own bed.
The next day passes quickly enough - Dean wears a high collared shirt for the bruises and that night, they dig up the grave, Sam holding a gun at the ready while Dean salts and burns. Once it's done, the ghost flickering out of existence, Dean tilts his head back to glance at them. ]
Probably oughta keep an eye on things, make sure there isn't anything else weird goin' on once that place opens up again.