I know, I'm a little late posting this drabble. There were family plans because it was Easter.
The word is wind. All I own are my beloved stories and drabbles.
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Sam and Dean made their way through the strong wind from the Impala to the bunker's front door. They had just come back from a supply run, and it was a very windy day.
They made their way through the door and into the bunker. As Dean closed the door they sighed in relief.
Then Dean started laughing.
"What?" Sam asked.
Dean guffawed. "Looks like the wind gave you a new hairdo."
Sam went downstairs and looked in the mirror. Sure enough, his shaggy hair was all over the place.
Dean kept on laughing, and Sam just gave a glare.
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