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When Dean didn't get his joke he right away got all quiet and he felt all weird, this had been a bad a idea, he could feel it, things were different and awkward and it felt like he was the only one trying. Or maybe he wasn't, but what he had just tried had failed, that was for sure. He glanced at Dean as he started to walk again, his question was kinda silly to ask, what did he actually think he had been doing? He mumbled as he started to walk up to the lake. "Oh you know.. the same old stuff. Disgusting toast to breakfast, classes that make you fall a sleep or put me into another detention for some silly reason.. avoiding dinner.. avoiding you, sleeping two hours a night. You know, the usual stuff." Sam was not in a good mood suddenly, and he wanted Dean to know that, he wanted him to feel guilty all of a sudden, know what he had caused him, because it was a little and here he was trying even if a part of him just wanted to go back to his bed and try to sleep a third hour to his last night's sleep, he was really fucking tired right now.

He looked up and mumbled again as he walked up to the lake and kneed down to feel on the water with his fingers, it was freezing, but that was not weird, since it was October and all, but still it was kinda depressed since Sam liked to swim, and this well was way too cold. "I'm not really allowed to be out here you know.. they might start to shoot on us any minute now.. You better duck.." Sam sat down into the grass just next to the lake, so she could carry on feeling the water with his hand, even if it was started to hurt by the cold water, he really didn't care, it hurt more to have Dean there next to him, not wanting him anymore.. "Hold long do you think I can keep my hand in the water..? Like before it turns blue I mean.."