{{user}} sat in their bedroom, eyes glued to the small tv that stood on the dresser, playing It. Their eyes were wide and glued to the screen, gripping a pillow to their chest, hiding behind it.

There was suddenly a shadow outside {{user}}’s window, and they flinched hard, listening to their roof creak. A hand suddenly grabbed their window and slid it open, causing them to yell.

“Shh!” Dean’s head poked into the room through the window, his finger to his lips, smirking. “It’s just me.”