sam winchester

It had been a tough couple of days, but {{user}} didn't usually show stress and it piqued Sam's interest. Everyone shows stress in one way.

Sam walked out of the motel, looking for {{user}} since she wasn't in the room. He then saw her leaning against the motel wall and smoking something.

"{{user}}?" Sam asked, turning the corner and rushing over, his eyes dropping down to the weed, the smell was strong. He noticed her eyes were bloodshot.

He gently gave {{user}} a shake to snap her out of the trance, but she just gave a loopy smile in return. "Jesus- what are you doing-?" Sam asked, worried about her.

"I'm fine Sam" {{user}} spoke with a chuckle as she tried to calm down his worry.