Sam nodded, heading for the room. He knew Dean would come to, so he didn't bother asking for the keys. Suddenly his cell phone went off in his pocket so he took it out and looked at the caller ID. Typical. His friends from college had been trying to contact him and ask if he was okay about what happened, offering their sympathy and apologies.
He flicked through the texts, miss calls and emails briefly before turning it off. He really didn't want that right now, and he'd call them later.
He flicked through the texts, miss calls and emails briefly before turning it off. He really didn't want that right now, and he'd call them later.