Jun. 11th, 2014

hells_half_acre: (Sam strung-out)
I am so exhausted. I got 4 hours of sleep last night, because I'm an idiot... and now it's nearly midnight and I've been awake forever, and ugh...

So, my humblest apologies for the kind of... haphazard fic today.

The dice rolled a 1, I guess to make up for the 11 of yesterday. 1 means that I use a daily-prompt. Since I've been doing a lot of MCU stuff the past few days, and since the today's daily-prompt allowed for it, I figured I'd switch things up with a Supernatural ficlet.

I decided to sort of do a bit of a fix-it for S8, because you all should know by now that I had problems with the front-end of that season, specifically Sam's storyline... now, I have several different headcanons that could explain away the problem, and today's prompt pointed at which one I could write about. (Lord god, I'm tired. I hope these words make sense.)

It’s that time to transform
To come around, I’m changin’
Oh, there’s an angel knockin’ on my window
Tryin’ to tell me where to go next
It’s a small town without you
It feels cold, it’s creepin’
Moving on
I look ahead instead
-Paris; Little Dragon

The Manipulation Theory
Words: 596

Every night, every night, until it was all Sam could think about. )

The End.

Sorry that ended abruptly. Have I mentioned that I'm tired?

10 minutes to get this posted before my midnight! I'm determined not to skip a day... or at least, not skip a day this early in the month. :P


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