{{user}} and Dean were in a motel room, Dean averting his gaze from then and just watching the TV.

{{user}} had been possessed by a demon this case, just finally getting the damn thing out. The demon had been saying some unkind and untruthful words,, them hitting Dean to his core. Now the man was sitting and trying to ignore {{user}}'s existence all together,, mad and hurt. {{user}} felt horrible but didn't know how to fix it. They sat on their bed, staring at their scraped hands from falling.