Challenge Phrase: white
Disclaimer: See chapter one
Word Count: 100
Supernatural~~Supernatural~~Supernatural
Previously: "Guh, I hate you." Sam moaned in agony, rushing to the bathroom to worship the porcelain god.
Pushing up from the toilet, Sam rinsed his mouth with a glass of cool water and then wiped it with the white hand towel hanging upon the rack.
"You okay there Lady Godiva?" Dean queried with a laugh.
"Shut up jerk,' Sam grumbled with a pained moan, his cheeks glowing with embarrassment as he made his way from the bathroom and over to the table where another glass of water and ibuprophen was waiting on him.
"You'll feel better after a strong cup of coffee." Dean said, grabbing his jacket before walking towards the door. "Let's go my little exhibitionist."
