(pretend i know a thing or two about smoking)

[weirddreams]

Although some of the population had yet to return after Jack defeated Chuck, Sam had a few intrusive thoughts as to why Ruby hadn't shown up yet. His number one fear had been if Chuck had thrown her into a place none of them could reach to erase her existance completely. He told Dean he needed to make a run for groceries once they drove back to the bunker. In reality, he had needed a smoke. He placed the cigerette between his lips once far enough from sight and lit it up. For the last couple of months, he had relied on the nicotine to calm his fears. Another part to it was that he dared the addiction to distract him from his negative thoughts. It did the trick most of the time. With a deep inhale in, he held it for a moment before exhaling the smoke with the winter air.