#salem.

archer: so much so for keeping a secret huh😔

archer: i'm so sorry they came at you like that, babe

𝑩𝑼𝑻 𝒀𝑶𝑼’𝑳𝑳 𝑪𝑯𝑶𝑲𝑬 𝑶𝑵 𝑰𝑻 𝑨𝑵𝒀𝑾𝑨𝒀, 𝑭𝑶𝑹 𝑯𝑬𝑹.

archer: remember how you were all on my dick about halsey?

archer: well, experiment on me popped up on my yt recs and now i have a boner

DEAN WINCHESTER: YOU LOOK LIKE YOU'VE GOT SOMETHING TO SAY.

salem didn’t look up right away. instead, they kept flipping through the frayed notebook in their lap, fingers stained with ink they've been thus far unable to wash off. a low hum of static whispered from the busted radio on the floor as salem tried to drown out the static in their own brain. when they finally glanced at dean, their gaze was sharp beneath tired eyes. 'y'know what? yeah,' they said, voice dry. 'i do have something to say. maybe walking into a nest of vampires without backup is a dumbass move, even by your standards,' their mouth twitched, not quite a smirk, but close. salem snapped the notebook shut with a soft thud. 'and i wanna know how long you’re planning on bleeding and pretending you’re not. 'cause i’ve got gauze, whiskey, and a very low tolerance for martyrdom today. so pick one,' they tilted their head, leaning back and crossing their arms. 'or you can keep playing stoic and i’ll start lecturing you until your ears fall off. your call, winchester,' @bledgrace.