#cursedloop

“i wish i could give you the answer.” truthfully, she still doesn’t know. she always believed that love would do the trick but facing evil itself has taught her that even loving darkness doesn’t destroy them. “but i don’t know. if i find out, i’ll let you know.”

        “You know what I missed about this town the most? That coffee shop down on Franklin Avenue.” And he can’t believe it’s still here, all but twelve years later. Of course, that’s not the only thing Sam remembers about his last visit. which is how he now finds himself sliding into the booth seat across from a particular lone woman. He stopped believing in coincidences a long time ago, so a face that’s too familiar is bound to catch his attention. 

          Sam’s not a hunter right now (or, at least, that’s what he keeps telling himself), but it’s hard not to be nosy after a lifetime of making it his habit. Not to mention, while the hunting lifestyle isn’t for him at the moment, he still knows there are a few players in town and maybe he’s just being sentimental, but it feels like he should give a heads up. Sam doesn’t know what this woman is, but he’s sure she’s not human --- a perk of the demon blood. 

“Rule number 2: Assess the situation calmly.....the situation is a shit sandwich.”