Room 328, Sunday Evening
Dawn threw her bag on the floor, then stretched out on the bed in a big 'X'. She'd unpack tomorrow. "Hello, bed. I've missed you."
She'd have less privacy here than she had in the cabins, since there was no dividing wall between her bed and Sam's. Still, she was happy to be back to sharing a bathroom with only one person, even if that person was Sam. Except now she was dating Dean, and he was dating Buffy. Dawn's throat closed and her chest tightened when she thought too hard about that. Something about it just seemed wrong, and she couldn't figure out where things had gone off track.
So now she was staring at the ceiling, trying not to think much at all.
[ooc: Open for interaction.]
She'd have less privacy here than she had in the cabins, since there was no dividing wall between her bed and Sam's. Still, she was happy to be back to sharing a bathroom with only one person, even if that person was Sam. Except now she was dating Dean, and he was dating Buffy. Dawn's throat closed and her chest tightened when she thought too hard about that. Something about it just seemed wrong, and she couldn't figure out where things had gone off track.
So now she was staring at the ceiling, trying not to think much at all.
[ooc: Open for interaction.]