When Sam wakes up, the curtains are open and the rooms lit by the morning sun. He slides a hand out over the bed, his face scrunching in confusion. "Jess?" Sam croaks loudly, shifting up to a sitting postition, he waits for an answer before glancing at the bedside table to see a note 'be back around one, love you'.
Sams rolls his eyes and swings his legs over the bed, running a hand through his shaggy hair. "Happy Valentines Day" He mutters lowly as he stands up, beginning to walk to the living room
Sam rubs at his eyes before stumbling over a pair of jeans on the floor, cursing. "Goddamnit" he groans, catching his balance on the couch.
He lets out a loud sigh before throwing himself down, his legs catching the side of the coffee table which sends everything flying off.
Sam catches sight of a red red envelope, his eyes narrowing before he's leaning over and snatching it off the floor. "Guess she didn't forget…" Sam mumbles but he smile as he begins to tear at the seal.
The card's white with just a few little hearts, simple.
Sam can feel the heat spread through his cheeks as he opens it, he's really not used to this whole, celebrating thing.
Sams eyes flick over the writing and he's sure for a minute that his hearts stopped, his face wiped of all colour. He drops the card and sits up, taking in a deep breath. Nononononono, this can't be happening. No.
Sam looks to the card again and gulps.
To, Sammy,
Happy Valentines Day
Love From, Dean.