Dean sighs, glaring at the guy on the ground, and then shrugs and shoves his hands in his pockets, nursing a split knuckle. If they're gonna fall into his lap, then shit, they're gonna fall into his lap.
(doesn't make him feel any better after, but during -- well, during a fight it's always OK.)
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Great.
Dean sighs, glaring at the guy on the ground, and then shrugs and shoves his hands in his pockets, nursing a split knuckle. If they're gonna fall into his lap, then shit, they're gonna fall into his lap.
(doesn't make him feel any better after, but during -- well, during a fight it's always OK.)