҉̵S͡͡a͜͏͠m͞,̛ ̢I’̕͜m҉ ̡̕͢he͞r̢̛e͝͏!͟͞
̷͝A̶҉͡ll’̷̧͏s̵ ̨͘͜ņ͘o̵͘t̴ l̛̕ó͠s̕͠t̸͜͞,͡ Śam̸!͘͞
̴̧Dǫ̨n̶’t͟͞ ̢wơ̸r̵r̵y!̴̵ ̶
̴͠Ì’҉́m͝ ͜͞c͏̶omi̵͏n͠g̵͠͠ ͠͠b̡à͝c̀̕ḱ̵ ̧͡f͞o͏r̵̨ ́͜ýo̢ù ͞S̵̢͏ám͢͞my͘!͞͏
I just came back here on a whim…
We lost the journal.
It all - it all fell apart.
Dean is gone.
Cas is gone.
Bobby - gone…
I’m sorry, anon. I’m sorry for not being here… for not checking my messages, for not answering the phones or keeping up with the journal. I wish I could have - I wish I had the will to.
Nothing is like it used to be. We started this with so much confidence, with so much hope that everything would be set right but - we lost. I lost. It’s not the same without Dean anymore.
I know I haven’t been around guys, but consider this formal resignation.
All is lost.
lug0si started following you
It’s a pleasure to meet you.
I guess you could say we are kind of infamous… amongst the demons, I guess.
Those guys seriously have it out for us. We’re not that great, really. We just get around a lot.
Infamous? Who said we were infamous?
I uh… I think she’s right, Sammy. We’re pretty (un)popular around here.
Two guys can do anything if they set their minds to it.
And if they happen to have a shit ton of Angelic resources.
That all depends on what you’ve heard about us.
“Sherlock…I feel like a sofa.”
“I know the feeling.”
He didn’t even want to take a fifteen minute warm-up run.
What the hell?
I’m not sure what’s happening here. Are you calling me fat? Or is this one of those things like the “I know you want to see me naked” messages?