Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or its characters - these were created by Eric Kripke - I'm just borrowing them. I'm not making any commercial gain. No harm or infringement intended.
SPN100 Challenge: clean. He's not her type, but maybe not for the reasons she first thinks. Outsider POV. Set during early season ten. 100 words.
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Clean Cutting
Frankly, Terri was bored. She'd been up for slumming it a little, not dredging for lowlifes.
"He's looking this way again," squealed Fay, already three margaritas and four sheets to the wind.
Terri peered disdainfully at the object of her friend's attention. "Please, with that red, plaid shirt and... how long do you think he brushed his hair to get that parting? No, he's too clean cut for me," she laughed.
He must have heard because their gaze locked and she quickly looked away, shivering.
There was something razor-sharp behind those eyes, and she didn't intend to find out what.
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