perpetual anticipation is good for the soul but it's bad for the heart

[maxxx]

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[matriarchate]

"Pickles."

( She tries it on for size. )

I promise, if I miss him, and I make the time, that I will reach out myself. Unless, something prevents me from doing that, then, lookout Elena's inbox.

( Pickle emoji and all. )

Thank you. For the offer.

[braveandstupid]

Of course. Sam and Dean are a pretty tight unit.

[And it makes sense that they are, given everything they've been through.]

It makes sense for us to have each other's backs.

[matriarchate]

It does. Solidarity, sister.

( She bursts into laughter. )

I'll come up with something better next time?

[braveandstupid]

[Elena laughs.]

I mean, I can work with it.

[But she's also a little wine drunk so ... her judgement is compromised.]

[matriarchate]

Enough boy talk. We love 'em, they love us. Let's go for a swim.

( Something does occur to her. )

Did you bring either of the bottles with you?

[braveandstupid]

Yes!

[She pops herself up to reach for the bottle she had brought with her, before taking a sip and raising it in a toasting gesture as she passes it over.]

To solidarity.