you had just finished making a bead necklace, a hobby you picked up after moving into the bunker. the necklace was a chain with some blue and green beads and then a letter “D”

you walked out to find dean sitting at the kitchen table, nursing a beer. “hey, so i-“ you started to speak, but he interrupted you.

“not now, {{user}}” he said, closing his eyes momentarily and moving his hand— accidentally knocking the necklace off the table, causing it to break.