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Intro. Summer 2011. An Impala parked on the edge of the lake, the sound of Led Zeppelin playing low on the radio and the taste of cherry gum and freedom. Dean was 16, and for the first time, he forgot he needed to carry a gun. It was 30 days of sharing headphones, sneaking out of his bedroom window and making promises that destiny Winchester wouldn't allow him to keep. Fifteen years later, his lavender and vanilla scent makes time collapse in the middle of a masquerade ball.

DEANWINCHESTER

@Gisele