E/O Drabble Challenge
Challenge Word: TRASH
Word Count: 200
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Disclaimer: Neither the boys nor anything related to Supernatural belongs to me. I'm just having some fun with the boys, playing around with Eric Kripke's sandbox.
GUTTED
By: Vanessa Sgroi
Dean poured the last of the liquor into his glass then tossed the empty bottle into the nearby trash can. He briefly contemplated the amber potable debating whether to go get another bottle from his room. Concluding it was enough for now, Dean eased back in the chair, propping his feet up on the table.
"You're not sleeping anymore." Sam's voice came from somewhere over his left shoulder.
"Eh." Dean offered a one-shouldered shrug. "Sleep's overrated."
Sam sidled into view, a baby bitch-face forming. "And you're drinking a lot again."
Dean knocked back half of what was in his glass. "And your point?" Dean murmured, his voice a raspy growl and not just because of the alcohol.
"My point?" Sam sighed. "No point other than I'm worried…"
Dean pulled his knees back and dropped his feet to the floor. He wagged a finger at his brother—no, not his brother, not anymore. He wagged a finger at his newly-minted business partner. "Now, now Sam—don't lie." He downed the last of his drink. "Honesty—remember?"
"Dean, I'm not…"
The older Winchester shoved to his feet, dropping the glass to the table with a muted bang. "I've got things to do."
FIN