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[ever_noteful]

In some ways, the easiest part of Meg's day is the part that she expected to be the hardest. After all, it hasn't quite been a month since Dean didn't want her to look at him or come into his room, which hadn't exactly boded well

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[theunsmiling]

There's a knock at Meg's door, brisk and solid, followed by the slight creak of hinges as it opens.

And a moment later --

"Meg."

Michael's voice doesn't fill the room, but it carries a certain weight with it nonetheless.

[ever_noteful]

She sits up at the sound of the knock.

And she stands up, when Michael comes into the room.

(It just . . . seems the thing to do.)

"Hello, Michael."

[theunsmiling]

"Feel free to sit," the archangel offers, stepping farther into the room before closing the door.

She takes up a position by the wall, leaning against it while she studies Meg.

"I didn't mean to wake you."

[ever_noteful]

Meg sits on the edge of the bed, feet on the floor and shoulders squared.

"You didn't. I wasn't asleep."