once the darkness has settled... Â || closed rp
--Continuation of a previous thread, which glitched due to the transition from old reblog system to new reblog system--
Even with the wind howling, and his senses half blinded from the previous weeks of torment he and Castiel had endured, Dean could pick out the muffled sound of a shotgun being pumped through the walls. He slid to the side of the door, and Castiel did the same, having also picked up on the noise.Â
âWell, I canât say I expected our luck to change anytime soon...â He muttered.Â
âThey donât seem to be friendly,â Castiel stated unnecessarily, and placed his hand upon the door. His eyes squinted slightly as he pushed his senses past the wall. Once again, it was difficult, but this close, doable. â...Unfriendly, but human. Perhaps they are just taking precautions.âÂ
Dean turned his head into the wall, shouting over the wind and through the door. âIâm Dean, this is my friend Cas, weâre looking for a place to get out of the storm! We ran out of water and food!â He waited a second, then added for good measure, âUh, weâd appreciate it if you donât shoot us. We could just...go find the next lone diner in the middle of nowhere.âÂ
He shrugged at the exasperated expression Castiel threw his way, knowing full well they wouldnât make it to the next hospitable shelter.Â