E/O Challenge: Drift
Word Count: 100
A/N: Apologies for the late post — a happy birthday drabble for Wolfpack Pride. There are boys and snow.
He let his attention drift to the motel windows again. Eight inches of snow on the sills, more coming down.
"Sam, would you…"
"No."
"You…" Dean coughed in Sam's direction, "don't even know…"
"I do and I'm not bringing you food. We'll walk."
"Maybe you can, but it's over my head."
Sam snorted. "Shortie."
Dean looked down, coughed. "And I'm sick."
"That was awfully sudden."
"C'mon, I'm hungry."
Sam shouted, "The diner's across the street!"
"So go!"
"Eat me!"
Dean grinned. "That an invitation to a Donner party?"
"Remember, sick ones got eaten first."
"I'm gettin' my coat."
"Good choice."
Just in case Note: The Donner Party – infamous group of American settlers who, trapped on a mountain pass in a snowstorm with little food, resorted to cannibalizing the bodies of the companions to survive.
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