But the depression kicks in and you can’t stop thinking that you are a small speck in the universe and everything you ever do will inevitably be forgoten and for naught, because nothing really matters in our futile, ephimeral world.
So I woke up this morning, completely confused because I apparently created a ship in my sleep.
Jack Kline / Claire Novak
And I have no idea howI feel about it. Like, a bit confused and squicky because they are basically adopted siblings, being Winchester foundlings.
But then I think how fucking cute it would be and they are kind of like a mini Destiel. Jack is a literal mirror of Castiel. I’ve long said Claire is a young Dean: angry at the world; happy to use her pretty face to get what she wants; uses humour to hide her pain; pretends like she doesn’t care when really she feels things all too deeply.
But the really important question is, what can we call it?