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[ruined]

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[ The moment hasn't passed Dean by either, and for what it's worth, he's smiling softer than he has in years. Tentative or not, he's learned a few things in Deerington. As much as it's been hell here, there's also parts of himself he thought he'd salted and burned back in his world putting in a goddamn reappearance.

It's dangerous, to let himself feel this way again when he knows he's going home again at some point. But maybe that's the whole damn point. This is a last chance saloon, and maybe he shouldn't waste it. ]