Keep it that way. [he's actually moving toward the Impala though. He's at that comfortable level of numb. Not drunk but not sober either. Everything hurts less and he can function. It works for the moment.]
That sounds so bad. They need to go drinking again.
[Dean drives to the shooting range. The only gun he's got on him is the colt pistol he usually carries, the one that belong to his dad. He's got plenty of ammo too. If he's going to shoot, he's going to make the most of it.]
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Come on. I'll take you out for pie afterwards.
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What the hell are we meeting at the range for?
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Uh, to shoot shit?
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See Ken. See Ken play stupid.
Oh good, he likes him that way
That sounds so bad. They need to go drinking again.
They do
Shall we do that soon?
Sure! We can log it if you want
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