Emotion
Rejection
Dean surveyed the bar he walked into, grinning in approval to Sam. Sam had a feeling that he was more impressed by the bartender than the bar itself.
“Sugar, can we get two beers over here?”
“Coming right up.” She slid two icy cold brewskies across the bar to the brothers.
“Thanks, sweetheart,” Dean said charmingly, winking at her. She rolled her eyes in return and Dean stared for a moment, shocked.
“Did she just… turn me down?”
“Surely not,” joked Sam. “No one can resist you.”
Dean considered something for a moment before standing and approaching the woman behind the bar. He said something to her before she burst into a peel of laughter and shook her head, walking away. Dean dragged his feet back to his stool, dejected.
“Get her number?” Sam snickered.
“So that’s what rejection feels like,” Dean muttered.
“Sugar, can we get two beers over here?”
“Coming right up.” She slid two icy cold brewskies across the bar to the brothers.
“Thanks, sweetheart,” Dean said charmingly, winking at her. She rolled her eyes in return and Dean stared for a moment, shocked.
“Did she just… turn me down?”
“Surely not,” joked Sam. “No one can resist you.”
Dean considered something for a moment before standing and approaching the woman behind the bar. He said something to her before she burst into a peel of laughter and shook her head, walking away. Dean dragged his feet back to his stool, dejected.
“Get her number?” Sam snickered.
“So that’s what rejection feels like,” Dean muttered.
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Finally, I updated.