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. It hit his shoulder and got his attention. "Turn it off." You managed to mutter. He grimaced to himself; some comment about Sleeping Beauty, but still lowered the song. It took you less than five minutes to return to sleep.
AAHH!
You shot your eyes open to see Dean plugging his phone in, electricity crackling.