Jan. 11th, 2009

hasperkynipples: (dean heart of gold)
Dean stood in front of the apartment door for a long time, trying to figure out exactly what he was going to say when Ben opened it. He knew that there was nothing he could say that would make logical sense and make things better, but he was going to try at least. It wasn't totally his fault, but it wasn't Lisa's completely either -- he knew that now. That much wasn't going to change.

But he was hoping he could at least make it somewhat better.

He ran a hand over his face before moving forward knocking lightly on the door and sliding his hands back into his pockets again. This was going to be -- awkward. To say the least.

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