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“  please  tell  me  you  can  do  something  about  this. ”   he’s  drenched  to  the  bone,  dripping  onto  the  floor  as  a  hand  wipes  hair  away  from  his  face.  he’s  still  not  sure  howit  happened.   yes,  he  was  wishing  it  was  raining,  getting  in  his  feelings  just  a  little  as  he  listened  to  hilary  duff’s  come  clean  and  staring  forlornly  out  the  window,   but  this  wasn’t  what  he  had  in  mind;  as  if  sensing  his  distress,  the  rain  cloud  hovering  above  his  head  crackles  and  booms  thunderous.   “  i’ve  tried  magic.  i’ve  tried  singing  ‘  rain,  rain,  go  away ’  and  nothing  works.   i’m  about  to  lose  it. ” 

“ I would apologise for my analytical ambush, but i know i will soon be apologising again and you’ll tire of that eventually, —- so i have to consider using apologies sparingly. ”

“ the secret to a good trick? make people look the wrong way —- works every time, dear. ”

“ one of these days, you’re going to learn that life isn’t about dreams coming true; it’s a series of compromises and disappointments —- bonus points to you, if you drown them out with partying. ”

“ the deepest of convictions are the darkest of positions —- best not to roll the dice and play the fool. ”

“ absinthe makes the heart grow fonder or maybe that’s the smiths? who knows —-  trying not to questions the haze. ”

“ they say the devil that you know is better than the devil that you don’t  —- ignorance truly seems to be the best medicine in all our case’s. ”

“ tell me, what level of crazy is too much for you? i’m just curious —- i’d say we’re right at peak insanity, if that helps. ”

 “ I’m not asking for anything… except for maybe mercy —- I didn’t mean to take the last doughnut but it looked so good…like ridiculously good. ”

“ I feel for all the world like a lamp somebody finally figured out how to plug in…unless that’s the booze. ”

     “does this place sell just a regular black coffee ?? or is it all froofy frappuccinos and pumpkin spiced golddust here too ??”

“it really d e p e n d s on your drink of choice for the best mixer, i myself am a bloody mary kind of gal.” 

to say she was f r u s t r a t e d would be an understatement, caroline was very much tipping into the neurotic parts of her personality in the pursuit of looking for her daughters. “ugh! answer your p h o n e s!” she grumbled, hanging up with a little more force than she meant to and landing a small crack in the screen. every time she tried to call it kept saying the call could not be completed. “this better not be some freaky prison world thing where i can’t contact my children, where is b o n n i e when i need her.” mostly, she was speaking to herself and didn’t even realize that another had been listening in because she was so concentrated on getting ahold of josie and lizzie.

“  i  wouldn’t  go  in  there  if  i  were  you. ”

       after a few days of finding no solid information about this city or how the hell to get out of it, he was starting to wonder if crowley had somehow killed him in his sleep and remodeled hell. with others seemingly concerned about their presence here, this being a distraction from the lead he had found on fergus macleod was becoming far more unlikely. so far, he had built up some semblance of a weapons arsenal and demon proofed his place. times like this he wish he could run into enough cash to rebuild his panic room. 

      a few days in this strange city easily felt like an eternity. she knew that her phone would have rang at least four times a day by now, with countless texts. the hunter would give anything to be back home, to be there for the younger hunters she had surrounded herself with. some of them were on cases, others had planned to travel to her to celebrate caleb’s birthday. truly, they were an extended family and now the matriarch had vanished, leaving them without their strongest lifeline.