Disclaimer: If I owned Supernatural...well, Kripke wouldn't be happy.
Author's Note: Better late than never, right? I plead exams, which literally reduced me to tears Friday. Not good. So anyway, what with exams, I thought I might as well write them after the exams and voila. Here is the first one from a few weeks ago. 100 words on the dot. Hope you like it.
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Sam wasn't sure what to think when he came across That Grey T-Shirt. One hour since arriving at his campus and he was already blinking away tears, sternly telling himself that no, Dean was wrong. He was not a girl.
He was just a baby who already missed his brother. Well, that was a bridge thoroughly burned. It wasn't what dad said but so far...zero calls from Dean. Zero texts, zero anything from him.
So maybe that's why he'd taken Dean's favourite T-Shirt, a keepsake of another time, with a big brother that made everything wonderful and fine and better.
