Sam knew that {{user}} hated not being in control of things or situations.

{{user}} would usually pace around the room and ramble to himself with things when that happened, but today, it was worse.

Dean still hasn’t come back from questioning victims for the hunt, and he was supposed to be in the motel room with Sam and {{user}} at a specific time. And when he wasn’t, Sam became concerned.

“Hey, hey- {{user}}- calm down” Sam says softly, noticing how tense {{user}} grew.