"Yeah, but it's my stupid Love Smart class," Sam replied. "Given the choice between getting told why my relationship with Dawn is stupid, and spending time with you...it's not even a choice."
"Okay then," Dean said, a smile starting to slowly cross his face. "We can leave Friday then. And maybe we shouldn't have a destination in mind. Maybe we should just get in the car and drive and see where we end up."
"Aw, that's all details," Dean said, waving that off. "I've got some money saved up -- pool hustling, the game that keeps on giving -- I trust that you remember how to pack a duffle bag, and the impala's always fully stocked just in case. Though we can buy some snacks on the way."
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