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strangetrip2017-10-27 03:53 pm
st_andingtall) wrote in strangetrip2017-10-27 03:53 pm
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OtherWorlds: The Fish Freaks of Crystal Cove (Sam x Sora), backdated
"Did you hear about that sardine boat?"
"Y'mean the one went missing up near the old oil rig?
The conversation floated on the buzz of conversation in The Hangman's Grill where Sam had staked out a booth, a newspaper, and a prime position for hearing the rumors of supernatural stuff happening in the town. A lot of it was turning out to be not-so-supernatural, but that was par for the course.
Dean would love this place. Great cheeseburgers, great pie, and enough hunting to keep them busy for weeks. Sam smiled into his coffee cup. At least thinking about Dean wasn't hurting so much.
"...haunted."
"Load of crap if y'ask me.
"Just saying, it's not the first boat to go missing up there."
That was enough to pique Sam's curiosity. He paid his check with one of the credit cards in his wallet. He didn't feel bad about it being a fake. If they got rid enough of the supernatural activity in Bonesville, The Hangman's Grill would make a lot more money. And if he found any cash, he'd leave it for them.
He saw Sora as he was leaving the grill to do some research and nodded in greeting. "Hey, Sora."
"Y'mean the one went missing up near the old oil rig?
The conversation floated on the buzz of conversation in The Hangman's Grill where Sam had staked out a booth, a newspaper, and a prime position for hearing the rumors of supernatural stuff happening in the town. A lot of it was turning out to be not-so-supernatural, but that was par for the course.
Dean would love this place. Great cheeseburgers, great pie, and enough hunting to keep them busy for weeks. Sam smiled into his coffee cup. At least thinking about Dean wasn't hurting so much.
"...haunted."
"Load of crap if y'ask me.
"Just saying, it's not the first boat to go missing up there."
That was enough to pique Sam's curiosity. He paid his check with one of the credit cards in his wallet. He didn't feel bad about it being a fake. If they got rid enough of the supernatural activity in Bonesville, The Hangman's Grill would make a lot more money. And if he found any cash, he'd leave it for them.
He saw Sora as he was leaving the grill to do some research and nodded in greeting. "Hey, Sora."