Feb 06, 2010 22:06
Oh God. Sleep. Why can there not be more sleep.
Luckily, thanks to the magic of Milliways, there can be!
Or, to wit: one last-semester college senior at a booth, a couple of textbooks open and scattered across the table, with her head pillowed in her arms and her earbuds in.
Mac's just resting her eyes. She swears.
cindy "mac" mackenzie,
sam winchester,
andrew wells
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Sam gets up, goes to the bar, and comes back with a soy caramel latte. He sets it carefully down on Mac's table, then turns to head back to his books.
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...Hey. Something smells good.
Something very close by smells very good. (And very caffeinated, which: even better.)
Mac cracks an eye open and peeks over the top of her arm. "...mwuh?" she manages, but it's a rather pleased-sounding sort of nonsense syllable. Straightening up, she drags the coffee a little closer and takes a sniff.
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"Coffee always helps," he calls over. "It goes hand in hand with college, you know?"
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"Did you do this?" she calls back, pointing to the coffee.
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For a moment he considers waking her. At least to suggest that if she's going to sleep, she might at least want to move to the sofa.
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Okay, maybe she's kind of seriously conked out.
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(Somewhere in the middle of the dream, she stops and thinks, wait a minute.)
A second later, her eyes blink open.
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