Prompt word: clammy
Confession
"What about that girl in Richmond?"
Dean grunted, then forced out a breath. "Talked about her cats non-stop."
"Okay, that red-head in Seattle? She was hot."
"Hands were all… clammy," Dean said quietly, then shivered.
Sam stopped to adjust Dean's weight against his shoulder, nothing his slurred speech and warm skin. "C'mon man, not much farther. Just keep talking and try to stay upright. I'll do the rest. Good drugs are in the car."
Dean nodded and Sam absently continued the distraction.
"So, you ever meet a girl who could've convinced you to settle down?"
The reply was eventually whispered. "Cassie."