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single_man_tear) wrote2024-10-09 07:43 am
single_man_tear) wrote2024-10-09 07:43 am
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Outside 74 Godiva - Wednesday Morning
After visiting Arden, Dean had returned to his room at the manor for about ten minutes before he started to feel restless. His room was covered in books and the walls just felt like they were closing in on him.
So he threw on his goat and started a slow walk around the island. He hadn’t gone far when the house on the corner caught his eye. It wasn’t much to look at. It clearly had not been lived in for years. There were weeds in the yard and garden beds. The front door needed replacing and the roof definitely needed some work.
The longer he looked at it the more work he saw needed to be done on it. It was a project. A big one.
But after years of living in hotel rooms, nights sleeping in the Impala, and months staying at the manor… somehow a project like this didn’t seem daunting.
Maybe it was what Bobby said on Sunday or maybe Dean just realized it right now. Maybe it was time for him to have a home.
So Dean was going to stand there for while thinking it all through.
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So he threw on his goat and started a slow walk around the island. He hadn’t gone far when the house on the corner caught his eye. It wasn’t much to look at. It clearly had not been lived in for years. There were weeds in the yard and garden beds. The front door needed replacing and the roof definitely needed some work.
The longer he looked at it the more work he saw needed to be done on it. It was a project. A big one.
But after years of living in hotel rooms, nights sleeping in the Impala, and months staying at the manor… somehow a project like this didn’t seem daunting.
Maybe it was what Bobby said on Sunday or maybe Dean just realized it right now. Maybe it was time for him to have a home.
So Dean was going to stand there for while thinking it all through.
[Open]