It was day 153 of going ground hog day, and Dean was so. Freaking. Sick of it.
Since he definitely did NOT want Sam to know about his little skill though, he couldn't say a word. He had to keep playing his role over and over again, the same words, pretending to remember none of it.
As he felt the shock go through is body from plugging in his razor, he thought he was going to cry.
Here he goes again.
