Date: 2010-12-10 07:56 pm (UTC)
"Can't do anything," Dean snorted, pulling his sleeve back down, shivering when the wind found its way up his forearm anyway. He took the bottle back from Roger and drank deep.

"S'useless, same as me and every other skill I had back home."
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