Room 328, Early Morning
Dawn was listening to the radio broadcast in a dazed state until one particular piece of "news" caught her attention.
"Oh my god," she whispered, burrowing under her covers, praying desperately that Sam and Dean hadn't heard. Or Xander. Or Molly. Or Buffy. Or Giles. She whimpered and wondered if Ching Tai delivered.
[ooc: Open to interaction, but will be on SP for a few hours.]
"Oh my god," she whispered, burrowing under her covers, praying desperately that Sam and Dean hadn't heard. Or Xander. Or Molly. Or Buffy. Or Giles. She whimpered and wondered if Ching Tai delivered.
[ooc: Open to interaction, but will be on SP for a few hours.]