Room 238, Tuesday morning
If she's being completely honest, Aeryn would much rather stay in 238 instead of 209. Yes, 209 is hers. It still doesn't feel like hers. Angel and Sean might be gone, but John's still here. That's more than enough. She kisses his shoulder and stretches, testing her knee. It isn't a problem at all now, though she couldn't have expected John to do anything but worry. In a weird way, she appreciates that he does, frustrating or not.
However, she's still planning on the gym. She's already agreed to spar with Alec (almost-dating a doppleganger means that Aeryn doesn't make any assumptions about why he looks like Dean) and Max sometime, and said she would help Molly, and she still would like to get some time in there with Isabel. She finds interesting people down there. Jamie definitely fits into that category, as does Buffy who wants her to join cheerleading. Weird girl. And she just likes Peter, that's all there is to it.
She doesn't want to wake John, so she uncurls away from him slowly and sits up. Even if she really is comfortable in this bed.
However, she's still planning on the gym. She's already agreed to spar with Alec (almost-dating a doppleganger means that Aeryn doesn't make any assumptions about why he looks like Dean) and Max sometime, and said she would help Molly, and she still would like to get some time in there with Isabel. She finds interesting people down there. Jamie definitely fits into that category, as does Buffy who wants her to join cheerleading. Weird girl. And she just likes Peter, that's all there is to it.
She doesn't want to wake John, so she uncurls away from him slowly and sits up. Even if she really is comfortable in this bed.