Of all his purchasese at the servo, I question why we needed screw drivers and not hammers as a weapon.
Today, I learnt they can easily be stabbed into the skin of a human given enough force... For Judgement had come for one of us and Blackie was away somewhere that morning when we woke up, and Dean just lunged at the guy over and over with his screwdriver at the chest until it stopped moving...
His response when asked if he was okay afterwards was needing coffee...
I'm concerned about what he may have dreamt last night...
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