Alyssa Danvers
Hooked
It's always the freaky ones that "just wanna talk"
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Post by Alyssa Danvers on Dec 16, 2007 23:04:54 GMT -5
Alyssa pulled up into the salvage yard, looking around at the worn down place. There was the noise of a wrench working hard on a car somewhere towards the back. She stepped out of the car, pulling her hair out of her pony tail and stretching out her arms. She was wearing a simple black tank-top and a pair of hip-hugger jeans. Her flat stomach was shown off as she leaned backwards a bit. The noise of footsteps made her drop her arms and look around. They stopped suddenly, like someone was looking for something. Alyssa shook her head and stretched once more.
This time she was sure she heard the footsteps and she dwung her arms back down, she walked forwards, looking around for the source of the noise and spotted it. The blue overshirt and the black t-shirt. Dean Winchester.
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