Literature
Drabble 12: Little Princess (SPN+Child!Reader)
“Ooh! Ooh!” you exclaim, wedging your upper body between the space of the front seats.
“I see, (name),” Sam replies absently, turning yet another page of the large tome nestled in his lap.
“No, you don’t!” you whine, “You’re looking at the book, not out the window!”
“Peripheral vision,” Sam mutters, shifting a bit to rest his elbow upon the edge of the car door by his window, head no propped lazily in his hand.
You huff, rather peeved, as you throw yourself back into your seat, folding your arms across your chest. You opt to remain silent to see if
