He shuddered inside, horrified by how downright inhuman he looked. His distended belly was a constant, unwelcome reminder that he'd overdone it and at Dean's urging - it was a little weird to think about as he swapped out his T-shirt for a fresh one. A worse one was squeezing a little bit, making him gasp and then burp. He thought he heard brief, derisive laughter, off in some corner of his head, in a voice that wasn't his. Or drinking another full glass of the cream he must have accidentally grabbed instead of milk, or digging more than a few strips of bacon out of the bag they were in and eating those. Y'know, to soak up the cream. Gluttony climbed onto the bed in Dean's body, and Sam did his absolute best to control his feelings, knowing that the demon could sense them.
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Dad came back to the car as Dean was drumming his fingers on his thigh, Sammy's sneakers pressed against his hip and reminding him of what a horrible person he was. Sam curled his upper lip in a sneer. Users that reside in the EEA or Switzerland have the right to lodge a complaint about our data collection and processing actions with the supervisory authority concerned. He would never do anything like that. If anything, he should be pissed at him for screwing up. Personal information we collect may be transferred to, and stored and processed in, the United States or any other country in which we or our affiliates or subcontractors maintain facilities. Sam burped, a tiny, hiccup-y sound, and licked his lips, swiping the last traces of sweetness off.
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His hair was messy from sleep, his cheeks were round and chubby, and his eyes were troubled. PowerPoint has become a standard, but not a very good one. Dad was preoccupied with a tough, dangerous, long-term hunt, rarely coming home, so Sam was alone with Dean almost all the time. If you're scared, little brother, run! Or, at least, it should.