Presidential Suite, Friday evening [3/14]

[montecito_east]

Mary figured that if she was hosting a safe house for another night, she might as well have some fun with it. So she took over the empty presidential suite for a slumber party of sorts. There were cots and sleeping bags in the spacious living room along with comfy armchairs for those taking turns keeping watch overnight. She had Gunther in the

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[bigbrothersean]

Sean didn't want to be alone. Mostly because he was afraid of what he'd do if he was alone, to be perfectly honest. So he headed up to Mary's safehouse.

And it was right about then, when he got there, that he realized just how sad it was that his list of people he could go to was so small. There was really only one other person on that list and she was why he was there to begin with.

[montecito_east]

"Sean!" said Mary with a grin. "Grab a sleeping bag and pull up a cot. We're going to make s'mores."

It was a much different atmosphere from the rest of the town.

[bigbrothersean]

"Oh, yum." He laughed slightly, almost sadly. "Do me a favor? Keep me as caffeinated and on as much of a sugar high as you can. Savannah's in the past and... well, I'm trying not to worry."

He almost felt bad about the 'yay, chocolate!' moment his brain had just had, but he rationalized it with the the thought that A: Savannah would kick his ass if she knew he was moping and B: How can you not be happy about anything involving chocolate? (Okay, that was two thoughts. Shut up.)

[montecito_east]

"Oh no!" said Mary, all the more grateful that George Michael was totally modded without permission! safe and sound at the other end of the room. Still, she couldn't be that sure about everyone she loved.

"She'll be okay. We've got so many people working on getting Savannah and everyone else home," said Mary. "I know how you feel, though. My friend Danny is in some dimension that's completely inaccessible from Fandom right now and I'd just like to know that he's okay. Let's get you some coffee and some chocolate," she added, heading for the kitchen to make sure that Gunther had the good stuff.

[bigbrothersean]

"Coffee? Okay, now you're talking my language," he said, following her to the kitchen. "And Savannah's with her friend Wyatt, so I'm not quite so worried, but even so... she's my baby sister, y'know?"

He laughed softly. "Guess you could say I'm making up for the almost sixteen years I didn't have her in my life to worry about. God, she'd smack me if she could right now." And he'd take it gladly.