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6:25 PM
Who; Sam Winchester and YOU
What; Snow Fun and enjoying some food at the inn
Where; The inn and the main square
When; January Catch All
Warnings; Nah this is all fluff I promise.
Sam wasn't the biggest fan of winter. Hell for all the propaganda was very cold and Lucifer had always enjoyed making sure Sam knew that during their time together. Still this place seemed to have a picture postcard type of winter that Sam couldn't help feeling sentimental about. He walked along the main road smiling as he watched snowballs fly through the air. He chuckles when he has to duck a few aimed his way and once he scoops up some snow himself and chucks it gently at one of the kids. Maybe winter could be fun after all.
Once Sam is worn out from snowy fun he ducks into the inn and finds a table near the back where he can watch the door. Old habits die hair after all. He orders some soup, vegetables and yes pie. He also asks for a warm ale to sip and apologizes for dripping all over the wood floor. He feels the warmth of the food and the atmosphere sink into his bones and he smiles warmly.
What; Snow Fun and enjoying some food at the inn
Where; The inn and the main square
When; January Catch All
Warnings; Nah this is all fluff I promise.
Sam wasn't the biggest fan of winter. Hell for all the propaganda was very cold and Lucifer had always enjoyed making sure Sam knew that during their time together. Still this place seemed to have a picture postcard type of winter that Sam couldn't help feeling sentimental about. He walked along the main road smiling as he watched snowballs fly through the air. He chuckles when he has to duck a few aimed his way and once he scoops up some snow himself and chucks it gently at one of the kids. Maybe winter could be fun after all.
Once Sam is worn out from snowy fun he ducks into the inn and finds a table near the back where he can watch the door. Old habits die hair after all. He orders some soup, vegetables and yes pie. He also asks for a warm ale to sip and apologizes for dripping all over the wood floor. He feels the warmth of the food and the atmosphere sink into his bones and he smiles warmly.