The shower is the place for you to have your own personal concert. You go all out. Great acoustics. The shampoo and conditioner bottles make a great audience.

One vital thing to your shower concerts—soundproof walls. Or just having the place to yourself. Since most of the motels your in on the road have paper thin walls, you have to settle for the latter.

Sam and Dean are elsewhere. Hunting a poltergeist of sorts and you get to stay behind. You get into the shower with a hop skip and a jump and you sing your heart out. About time you get the place to yourself. You loved the brothers but they were noisy. Large. Took up a lot of space.

Between the sound of running water and your singing, you missed the sound of the motel door swinging open.

Back early because the brothers forgot something, Sam had made Dean turn the car around after insisting they needed the item. They shut the door behind them and it isn’t till they’re fully inside that they hear the sound of slightly muffled lyrics to some of your favorite songs.

”Is that…?” Sam starts and slowly sets down the keys, “Singing?” Dean finishes.