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 Posted: Fri May 31, 2013 1:34 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx   =============== ☠ =============== ► Sam was about to set back his headset, go online to see more vampires until Bianca came back over with the umbrella. He heard her say that Roxanne has a crush on him but denies it. Yet, how does she know that if Roxanne denies it? And plus, she thinks he's weird. Nonetheless, he knew that Bianca wouldn't budge and just gave Sam the umbrella. He nodded, arching a brow as Bianca said that she could tell him stuff about Roxanne. "Uh, I'm good. Thank you. But I mean, Roxanne doesn't really act like she likes me. So, um, I'm just gonna give this to her. Besides, this other girl seems interested in me." He nodded, looking down at the umbrella. It's sad that it took him this long to finally get over the fact that Roxanne will never like him. "But thanks for trying anyways, Bianca. I mean, it's great to see you break out of that little shell, ya know?" He gave her a half smile, his teeth showing, his eyes looking up at hers.
Dean looked over at Roxanne when she said that she couldn't over Bianca just talking. "Embarrass you how?" Dean asked, still having his full attention on Roxanne yet typing on the keyboard.
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Posted: Fri May 31, 2013 1:59 pm
╔═.♥.═ Even if Sam had given her the right to go, Bianca looked far from giving up. Even if her shoulders slumped slightly in defeat. She was so sure of it! "But you didn't say that you don't like her, though. I know that you've been to high school, you know how girls are. They like a guy but they don't do anything about it because we're girls! We're complicated." Honestly, Bianca didn't know where she was going with this now. She had already broken one of her barriers, she wouldn't go back to sitting behind her computer. Bianca sighed, finally looking like she was giving up. "I honestly have no clue with what I'm trying to achieve here. I don't even know why I'm talking so much today. And, you know, don't believe that every girl is really into you." she pointed at his shirt. "You're really not making it easier on anyone when you're walking around like that" Bianca still hadn't budged, she just looked at him, she didn't want to give up on the Sam and Roxanne situation. " I'm still a little hung over you and Roxanne.... Just...give it a shot. Please? For a stranger who's having an internal breakdown from actually talking about this" Bianca always had this permanent wide-eyed look but now she looked a bit afraid and worried. " If you do it....I could listen to your stories about your dreams, if you like. I won't judge you, scouts honor. It's mostly my husband who does the judging." This was true, although Bianca did enjoy her husband's judging.
Roxanne sighed. "I don't even know. It was like when you're a teen and our friends go out of their way to embarrass you in front of someone you're into. She yelled out Sam's name from across the room" Roxanne said this casually before realizing how it sounds. " I don't think I like him. I'm not sure if I'm into him. But maybe it's like one of those things when someone else can just tell before you do." Roxanne stopped typing and looked up at Dean. "This conversation got very personal. I don't really want to cross this boundary if you're uncomfortable with it" Dean was a guy that had everything going on, the last thing that he could care about is his assistant's uncertain problems.
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Posted: Fri May 31, 2013 3:48 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx=============== ☠ =============== ► Sam looked down at his shirt when she commented about it, how he's not doing himself anything while wearing that shirt. "Oh, sorry, let me throw on a band shirt and come to work to get my a** fired." Sam squinted his eyes at her, trying to see how her commenting about both of their shirts was going to help her case any more. But then again, he knew that she was just trying to help. When Bianca said that if Sam talks to Roxanne, she'll listen to his stories, Sam scoffed slightly. He knew that she was just trying to help but saying that she'll listen to something that embarrassed him isn't exactly sweet. "I'm not gonna force you to do anything you don't want to do. Like listen to my stupid dreams. But I'll talk to Roxanne." He stratched the back of his head, not sure what to do.
Dean looked up at Roxanne as she explained why she felt embarrassed but his interest perked up when she mentioned Sam and Bianca calling over someone that she likes. "You like Sam? Hell, you know that guy creeps me out.. But, ya know, if you like someone, you should do something about it. I did something about Bianca and, look, now we're married."
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Posted: Fri May 31, 2013 4:20 pm
╔═.♥.═ Bianca rolled her eyes at Sam. "I meant that it's a little tight, sir." She wouldn't insult how he looked in the shirt considering that she was wearing the exact same thing but it actually fit her." Your arms are just....Never mind, you get what I'm saying about your general appearance" Bianca grinned when he said that he'd talk to Roxanne but she still didn't think it was fair. "Oh, c'mon. If you don't take my offer, I'm going to loose sleep over it. I've got a horrible conscience. I told you that it's listen about your dreams and that's what I'm going to do." Bianca smiled encouragingly. Soon, the smile faded and Bianca rubbed her arm. " You just seemed like you wanted to talk about it while we were all in the elevators...." Bianca's body suddenly went rigid, stiff, like she just shut down. That was it for her, she realized that she was probably going to get no where with the whole dreams thing so she just said. "B-But if you do want to t-talk about it....you know..." and then she walked back to her cubicle, sitting down and putting her headset on.
Roxanne closed her laptop, looking at Dean. "Okay, first off? I'm not even sure that I like the guy. He's cute, sure, but I'm not too sure about it myself. And you know, saying that he creeps you out doesn't help my situation at all. I take everything you say to heart, you know." Roxanne groaned, tilting her head back. "What just happened in the past two days. I was never the subject of these types of things. Bianca didn't even talk to me before." Roxanne rubbed her eyes. "I have no idea where all of this is going. I-I just had a half-assed conversation with the guy and it was me giving him my umbrella before running away." Roxanne wasn't going into a melt down, she wasn't even panicking. She was just talking to Dean like this is a normal conversation. " So what am I supposed to do? Go down there and say my boss's wife has a feeling that I have a crush on you but I'm not even sure yet? No. No, that's weird and stupid"
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Posted: Fri May 31, 2013 5:33 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx=============== ☠ =============== ► Sam was embarrassed about his shirt. Well,t hey didn't really have his shirt. Yeah, it was tight around his biceps. But at least the length was right. He looked back up at Bianca when she said that she was going to lose sleep over the fact that he wasn't making it even. But she went back in her shell and sat back down, leaving Sam alone. And confused. Sam was about to open his mouth but he didn't know what to say so he went back to doodling.
Dean chuckled at Roxanne, just nodding. "Just take your hair down and flirt."
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Posted: Fri May 31, 2013 5:55 pm
╔═.♥.═ Roxanne looked horrified at what Dean said, her hands flying up to her bun. "But this takes 20 minutes to get to look like this" Roxanne pouted. "I never let my hair down. It's just....no. Bianca asked me about it earlier." Her hair wasn't even the biggest problem. It was flirting. She didn't flirt. Roxanne wasn't a flirter, she was clumsy and all over the place. Still, she gave Dean a long look before groaning, going into the whole process of taking out bobby pins and letting her hair down. When she was done, it was all wavy and came down over her shoulders with a few stray strands in her face. " Take a good look at me like this because you'll never see it again." Roxanne got up from her seat, fixing her skirt a little. "I swear, if this tanks, I'm sending in my letter of resignation. You'll have to look for a new secretary because I'm going to live the life of a recluse." Roxanne then walked out of his office, going down to the Tech floor for the third time that day. Again, her heels clicked and Bianca's head turned automatically to see this long haired woman coming towards her. "Next time, I'm picking his secretary" she said to herself. Roxanne actually seemed... pretty. Well, she was always pretty but this was different. She didn't seem as uptight. And Bianca almost did a happy dance when she saw that Roxanne didn't even come near Bianca. She stopped right at Sam's cubicle and said. "Uh..." like an idiot. She tilted her head to the side, looking over his shoulder at his drawing and said "What'cha doin?" in the flirtiest way that she could muster. Good, Roxanne. Keep going. Roxanne happened to glance at Bianca for a second, only to see the girl staring at her. Roxanne's eyes widened, panic surging through her as she turned all of her attention to Sam's drawing. Not even him. Roxanne tilted her head slightly, taking his pencil from him and leaning over him to shade in his doodle a bit. "If you do it like that, it has a darker look to it. Like it's mysterious and what not". So, this wasn't the best flirting in the world but Roxanne wasn't even trying anymore. She was going to flirt excessively, just try to talk to the guy. "S-Sorry." Roxanne rubbed the back of her neck, looking everywhere before at him, here blue eyes meeting his green. "Oh...wow. You've got some pretty eyes"
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Posted: Fri May 31, 2013 7:28 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx=============== ☠ =============== ► Sam's hands drummed against the keyboard, typing away, searching vampires online yet managing his job. Though Sam was focused on one thing, the conversations were always the same. Someone have trouble with the printer, they just need to turn it off and on, and then Sam saying his welcome. At some occasions, Sam would hang up and mutter a soft sarcastic comment about how stupid people are. As Sam turned his gaze to his paper, drawing the vampire, he heard the clicking of the heels. He didn't think much of it, though, even if it was Roxanne. But he was a bit worried that if they actually tried to talk during work, it would make the plane crash faster. Yet, he heard the clacking of heels grow louder and stop right next to him. Ever get that feeling that someone is standing, like, right next to you? Sam turned around, only to be met with Roxanne, her hair let down, her head tilted to the side, like what Castiel would do. He didn't realize what she was looking at until she reached down and started to shade in his drawings. Oh, great. Now she sees how much of a freak he is. He turned around as she grabbed his pencil and scribbled on his paper. Sam was able to smell her shampoo. It was fruity, mixed with some hint of mint. But he just kept that to himself, as if he wasn't sniffing her hair. Of course he wasn't, although in his defense, her hair was in his face for a while. When Roxanne was done, lifting her body up from in front of him, Sam stammered, "No, don't be sorry. It, uh, it actually looks a whole lot better than what I was starting with." He let out a quiet, nervous chuckle, looking up at her. He was still sitting while she remains there, standing. Hearing her comment about his eyes, a half smile crept to Sam's face. "Heh, yours are more prettier than mine. Blue eyes are titled on artists, so I guess your blue eyes shows the artist you are." Sam let out another soft chuckle, surprised how smooth that went, not a single stammer. No repeating a word, no needing to correct himself. "Hey, uh, I have your umbrella. I wasn't sure if it was like some family heirloom or something, but I figured that maybe you wanted it back?" He glanced over at the umbrella, his fingers reaching up to his temple, under his bangs, scratching at it for a bit before looking at Roxanne again. His bangs makes poor Sam look like a boy. A lot don't realize but Sam is older than people give him for.
Dean grinned as he watched Roxanne stand up, taking out the many bobby pins, setting them up on his desk. He arched a brow at the tower of pins that was on the side of his desk. Not that it was bothering him, but he was surprised how much she had to deal with every morning. When Roxanne let down her hair, Dean clicked his tongue, giving her an encouraging wink and a thumbs up. Once she was out the door, Dean chuckled softly, going through his papers. After a while, Dean's eyes made their way over to Bianca, and seeing a picture of her in wedding dress. Although, the picture made Dean's eyes furrow together. Even if he is married to Bianca, he doesn't recall her having that dress at the wedding. Sighing, Dean just figured that he must've been thinking about Jo's dress or something. Whatever. Don't strain yourself, Dean. Dean just dug his fork through his salad some more and threw it away, going back to the papers some more.
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Posted: Fri May 31, 2013 7:57 pm
╔═.♥.═ Roxanne smiled when he complimented her eyes, pushing some hair behind her ears. "Thanks" she said." I don't do any art, though. I don't have much time for that." Roxanne nodded when he mentioned her umbrella. "Yes, that umbrella has been in my family for years." It was a joke, she bought the umbrella for 5 dollars a week ago. Although, she didn't remember it much. She just knew. Roxanne glanced at his drawing again before grabbing the pencil once more and doing a bit more shading before dropping the pencil like something possessed her. "Okay, i'm done now. I swear" She put her hands up as if he was going to shoot her for messing with his drawing again. Roxanne couldn't help but smile, they were actually having a normal conversation. "So far, we have been talking and nothing has exploded, no satellites fell out of orbit, a meteor hasn't plummeted onto a bus of innocent school children, I think we're good" Roxanne glanced up again, seeing Bianca still watching them with a content look. Now Roxanne was getting something. She folded her arms and looked down at Sam. "Did she talk to you? Bianca." It was almost as if Roxanne was silently rejecting that thought because of how quiet Bianca always was. Then again, the girl had full on tried to embarrass her." You know what? Don't even answer that. I'm not sure I want to know what she said to you". And as Roxanne stood there, she could feel herself liking Sam. Yeah, he was cute when he wasn't being freaky. " Alright, I came all the way from my boss's office to talk to you. Excuse me for how....strange that sounds." It didn't really sound strange, it just sounded like she was trying hard. She really wasn't, at least now she wasn't. The conversation was just flowing.
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Posted: Fri May 31, 2013 9:35 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx=============== ☠ =============== ► Sam let out a soft, awkward chuckle at Roxanne, how they were. Then Roxanne said that she came from Dean's office to come talk to him. "Really?" he asked, surprised. Not at her, but at the fact that she was able to do that. Sam being separated from his laptop was surprisingly easy. Everyone just gets away with stuff, do they?
Later that day, Sam was at his desk, working. He kept thinking about the conversation that he had with Roxanne. Eventually, a different boss came over and told everyone to get back to work. But, luckily, Sam was able to give Roxanne her umbrella back. Ruby, the girl from earlier, came over, asking if Sam was ready to head out, but Sam informed her that he had to hang back, continue working for all the slack he did that day. Understanding, Ruby exited, leaving Sam to be alone. Well, him and a guy named Phil. Phil was still cursing over at his computer, still upset at what happened. Sam got up, not able to handle the whining anymore and left. Dean left Roxanne some chores to do before she leaves. He figured that if she had no one to go back to, she didn't have to worry about anything. He just gave her small things, like go over files and stuff. But Dean was driving home with Bianca, his hands locked with her while the other was on the wheel. Sam put his bag over his shoulder and head out, saying bye to Phil. Sam wasn't at all surprised that he wasn't returned with a bye from the worried man. When Sam walked outside, he saw that it was raining again. Damn, should've kept the umbrella. Sam wrapped his arms around him, walking down the streets, rubbing his arms. He walked a few blocks, sighing as he did, now damped and soaked. When Sam arrived at his place, he saw an eviction sign on his door. "What," he breathed, ripping it off but going to open the door. Sadly, it was locked. They changed the ******** lock! Sam let out a soft groan, turning to see if he could find a crummy hotel.
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Posted: Fri May 31, 2013 10:07 pm
╔═.♥.═ Roxanne did her tasks with ease, not really wanting to stay in the building too late. Big buildings at night? When everyone's gone home? Very creepy and very dangerous. Roxanne just wanted to finish her work and then leave. She honestly didn't mind the work. Sure, she had better things to do like go home and relax and what not but she kind of slacked off a bit earlier to go talk to Sam. Oh Sam. That was pretty fun. He seemed really nice. Roxanne was just about finished with her work and left the building as quickly as possible. What she didn't know, though, was that someone was committing suicide as soon as she left.
Bianca beamed the entire way home, just extremely happy about something that she didn't know Dean was aware that she played a part in. " I think I'm playing cupid. Just thinks about this, though. Sam and Roxanne. Don't even think about how weird Sam was in the elevator, just imagine him normal. They look so cute together." Bianca let out a tiny squeal of happiness before saying. "Next time, I'm picking your secretary. That girl looks good with her hair down." Bianca pouted at Dean, implying that Roxanne looked really pretty and that girl got to stay with Dean all day while Bianca had to sit in a cubicle.
The next morning, Roxanne, dean, and Bianca were part of a group of onlookers as the ambulance took a body out of the break room. Bianca looked like she was going to cry." N-Never using the microwave again" she said. Roxanne had actually been questioned since she was one of the last the leave the building. After her questioning, Roxanne had told Dean that if he ever had any extra work for her to do, she'd do it the next day. She refuses to stay in that building alone now. Bianca seemed to be thinking extra hard about what happened, the reality of a suicide so close to her weighing down on the poor girl. Bianca didn't even have time to ask Roxanne how her conversation went, even if Bianca had full view of the thing. She wanted to hear everything from Roxanne's perspective. Now didn't seem like the time, though, since there was a suicide on her floor. " Do you think it....hurt?" she asked Dean and Roxanne, looking at them. Roxanne shrugged. It was as if yesterday never happened for her, she looked like she normally did with her hair in a tight bun. "Microwaves are radioactive so, most likely. " ═.♥.═╝
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Posted: Fri May 31, 2013 10:43 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx=============== ☠ =============== ► Sam was already talking to the police, considering that they dug through the cameras and saw that Sam was the last person he spoke to. Dean could see Sam in the distance, talking to the police. Sam scratched his chin slightly to his jawline, glancing around the break room, as if he was avoiding Phil's body while speaking his story from what happened between 30 minutes before he left and after. In the far distance, Dean could hear Sam say, "He was upset about the computer being wiped out and he was shocked, I could say. But, uh-" It was that voice when people talk to people. Not that Sam was nervous, not that he seemed to be hiding something, it was just that voice where Sam was actually explaining what he was doing. "- he was suddenly into his work. And then in the middle of the day, he was yelling at his computer. But we get wiped all the time, so it didn't really matter." Dean read the lips on the police officer, seeing that he asked Sam if he said anything at that time. Sam just had this expression like it was an intense stare in the far distance, but dropped his arms to where they were crossed. "Right, well, uh, I told him about how we get wiped out all the time. That it was no big deal. And before I left, I said bye." Then the police asked him what he was doing so late. "Well, I work here, sir. I mean, I was doing my job after I was slacking slightly yesterday talking to someone." Then the person asked who the someone was. "Roxanne. She came over to give me tips on drawing and we just chat. A normal conversation." The police nodded and then walked off, but another man in an uniform walked up to Dean. He apologized before explaining that he had to ask him a few questions since Dean is Phil's boss. Dean nodded, giving Bianca a peck on the lips, a soft squeeze to her hand and then walking off with the officer. Ian hasn't arrived yet, or so Sam noticed. Dean walked over a bit and talked to the police, explaining how he gave Phil a task and that's it. The police officer accepted that and walked off, leaving Dean to go back to the girls. "God, this is going to be bad to handle with the workers.." Sam was still standing by himself in the distance, his arms crossed as he watched as people were trying to see what the hell happened.
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Posted: Sat Jun 01, 2013 8:55 am
╔═.♥.═ Bianca looked at both Dean and Roxanne with worried eyes. They were questioned! That meant something. "What does it mean if you're being questioned?" "That we might have answers to what was going through this guy's head". Both girls were surprised at how easily Roxanne was able to bounce off that question. It didn't even take her usual moment of thought, she just answered. " Would you get suicidal if all your work disappeared off of your computer?" asked Roxanne to Bianca, since the girl usually seemed so into her work. "No. How do you even put your mind at the place that makes you want to kill yourself? It's sad. Poor Phil. Thanks for your concern". Roxanne nodded, hoping that Phil wasn't an example of how to get out of the job easily. "But Phil was old. Well, not old, per say, but it was pretty obvious that I have more years ahead of me here than he did. A lot more years." Meaning that he probably would have been retiring somewhere down the line. Roxanne sighed. "Well, this is making me sick. I'll be in the office". Roxanne left Dean and Bianca there, Bianca was about ready to get back to work. It's not like suicides were uncommon and people really hated their jobs. It was just the fact that it was someone she worked with that made her so interested in the situation. " This shall probably haunt me all day." Bianca gave Dean a peck on the cheek before walking away. She was tired of being at the crime scene.
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Posted: Sat Jun 01, 2013 11:00 am
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx=============== ☠ =============== ► Dean let Bianca give him a peck on the cheek, keeping an eye on her when she walked off. By the time she was at her computer, Dean turned to head to his office. He eventually caught up with Roxanne, just walking her pace. Once they reached the office, Dean just grabbed the stack of papers that were on his table. Sam was about to go to his desk, a lot of people leaving the premises, but then he saw someone new. No. Not new. Ian. But it was strange. He looked too different. As Ian passed Sam, he had a stack of papers in his arms. "Ian, what the hell are you doing with paper?" Sam asked him in a whisper, walking his pace.
Ian just said, "I need it for work. I have a lot of stuff to print off Sam." Sam did a once over on Ian, seeing how different he looked. He was wearing the company's shirt, he was shaven, and he was shaking slightly. Sam looked at the screen, seeing how it wasn't covered with porn sites and stuff. It was actual work.
"Ian-" but he was cut off by Dean calling Ian to the office. As Ian got up, he started to mutter 'oh no' over and over again. Sam watched as Ian brushed past him, making his way to the office.
Dean watched as Ian walked inside, looking quite nervous but Dean didn't think much of it. "I need you to fix the forms. No biggie."
"Oh no. I screwed up. Oh, god. Oh, god."
"Ian, calm down. It's nothing."
"Oh, no. Oh, no," Ian repeated, leaving the office. Dean glanced over at Roxanne, sighing heavily before getting up. Once Dean was out in the hallway, he looked around before seeing Ian go in the men's bathroom. "I got this," he told Roxanne. "Keep an eye on the workers."
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Posted: Sat Jun 01, 2013 11:50 am
╔═.♥.═ Roxanne watched Ian's whole episode with wide eyes. Okay, wasn't this the guy that sassed off innocent little Bianca? He looked like someone put the fear of God in him. Roxanne nodded at Dean saying. "Will do" before going back to her laptop. She didn't really need to watch the workers, they were all adults. And after yesterday, she didn't want to slack off and leave the office. So there she sat, typing away. Unaware of what was going on with Dean. But she still felt a little worried about that Ian guy. It wasn't that big of a deal then again, it obviously was for him. Maybe he was just one of those types that took a small failure as a huge blow? Dean would handle it. He wasn't uptight.
Bianca took off her headset and made her way over to Sam, hovering over him and poking him until he took off his headset. "So.....yesterday....do you still think she doesn't like you? She never let's her hair down. Ever." Bianca had this expectant look, like she was just waiting for him to say that their conversation yesterday was amazing. Bianca had a mini obsession moment over Roxanne's hair. It was so strange to see Roxanne look different, and then she looked exactly the same today. Bianca just couldn't get over it. " You two are so adorable, I think my hear might explode."
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Posted: Sat Jun 01, 2013 2:42 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx=============== ☠ =============== ► Dean followed Ian into the bathroom, seeing Ian just hovering over the sink, glaring at himself in the mirror. He never seen someone so into their jobs. And if he was correct, if this was the same Ian that Bianca was talking about, then this was even weirder. From what he heard, Ian was slacking off, never doing his job. In fact, Dean was planning on firing the man. But Ian was normally just so chill or so he believed. "Hey, man. It's just a few errors. I mean, we just got to switch to Visa, that's it. I mean, you're used to the Dash-R's, am I right?" asked Dean, trying to lighten the moment for the guy. "I mean, you just got to fix one paper and we'll get the show on the road. Re-file it and we're square." Dean just smiled slightly, trying to calm the poor b*****d down until he could see his breath in front of him. The small grey fog that escaped from his lips and was show visible in front of his face. Dean was a bit curious as to why the temperature dropped. If that didn't make matters better, all the sinks turned on. But that wasn't the creepy part. They were the screen washers. Hands had to be in front of the things to make them work. After that, the soaped turned on, squirting out pink soap onto the table sink. "H-Hey, maybe we should out of here, huh?" Dean asked, looking over at Ian who was still looking at himself in the mirror. "Ian!" Still nothing. The man still looked like he failed the entire company. "Look at me!" Dean barked, holding out his hand so that he can drag Ian himself if he has to. Ian finally obeyed and turned to face Dean. But he just stood there, not scared at all. Ian's hand reached into his khakis, pulling out a number 2 pencil, fully sharpened. Dean furrowed his brows, wondering what the hell he was planning on doing. But that's when Ian's hand flew up and ran the pencil right through his throat. "Ian!" Dean said, watching as Ian fell to the ground, blood spurting out from where the pencil was driven into. Dean got his knees, trying to see if there was a way to help Ian as the blood was staining his yellow shirt. His green eyes made their way up, seeing an old man that was in the reflection of the stalls. Turning around, Dean was met with the side of the sinks, which letting sections were covered with the soap that were leaking down to the floor. When Dean turned back, the reflection was gone as well. And Ian was dead. "Somebody help me!" Dean called out, his head looking towards the door.
"No, I-I, uh, followed him into the bathroom," explained Dean to the cops who went to the station for one second, only to be called back down. "And he was standing there in front of the mirror, and, uh.." Dean was cut off by the sight of Sam. Sam was watching Ian's corpse being dragged out under a sheet of blanket. Honestly, Sam felt bad. He let out a heavy sigh at the sight of his d**k friend being carried away. "And he stabbed himself in the neck. I'm sorry, that's all I know.." Dean continued to look at Sam, before tearing his eyes away, wrapping an arm around Bianca's waist, his fingers gripping her waist slightly to assure her that he was fine. He hugged Bianca with the arm that didn't have stains of Ian's blood. The police nodded, walking off but telling Dean to not leave town. Dean understood, though, but he wasn't planning on leaving anytime soon. Sam crossed his arms, still can't believe that Ian, who was busting Sam's balls yesterday for his dreams, was a work prone for today and then committed suicide. Ian also thought about hooking up with one of the workers.
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