[IC with Sam]

[boxbythebed]

[standing outside the Winchester Fort. staring.]

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[bitchester]

[it's a couple hours of her standing there before Sam comes back, heavy messenger bag in tow]

... Jennifer?

[boxbythebed]

Can we talk?

[bitchester]

Yeah-yeah, of course. Lemme go drop my things inside.

[boxbythebed]

[looks like she's about to follow him in before remembering something and changing her mind]

[bitchester]

Sorry, I'd invite you in, but we can't down the traps. Some of the ... people involved with the fair like messing with me personally, so.

[he shrugs and heads inside. Jennifer might be able to see him through the window, because he just leaves his stuff on the couch before he comes back out, surprisingly beer-free]

[boxbythebed]

I miss your room.

[bitchester]

If it helps, I don't see a lot of it these days.

[boxbythebed]

[...sits down, right there on the ground]

[bitchester]

[he joins her after a moment, but there's some space between them, and his legs are bent back so his arms can rest on them]

[boxbythebed]

I want to leave.

[bitchester]

... Go on.

[boxbythebed]

I'm sick of this place. I want to go home.

[bitchester]

I-yeah. I mean, there might be a chance for that.

[boxbythebed]

You know people who've gone, right? Help me.

[bitchester]

I can-um, I'll try. I've been looking into it.

[boxbythebed]

...Thanks.