A/O/B Rp with Asher88s
@asher88s
The old motel room felt emptier than Sam ever before. No light snoring coming from the vacant second bed, no squeaking of the bed springs...
Sam stared at the gun in hand, concitrating on the weight, on the cool metal of the barrel that will be heated in just a few moments.
Everyone in his life was gone, now. No more Bobby or Cas or Dean, just him. He didn't know where Kevin was or if he was still in Crowley's clutches...
His pack was gone and He was an absolute failure. He was the only one left and it was driving him insane...until finally, he can't take it anymore.
He wondered if he would be going to heaven...or to Hell....
One way to find out.
He slowly lifted the gun up and placed the nuzzle against his temple and breathed.
