Tuesday
Heat of the moment….
Your eyes shot open…unwillingly. From your spot on the couch, you had a perfect view of Dean tying his boots, while Sam matched your confused expression. "Rise and shine, gang!" You closed your eyes again.
"Dude. Asia. C'mon, you love this song and you know it."
Heat of the moment!
The volume increased, officially hitting your last nerve. Without a word, you grabbed the boot next to the couch and catapulted it straight at Dean. Your eyes shot open when you heard a loud…
THUD!
The boot had struck Dean in the precise location of his head to cause a hemorrhage. Oh my god…I just killed Dean!