Guest Room at Blueberry Hill, Sunday Morning
When Claire woke up curled up next to Sam, she felt normal and comfortable. That was until she remembered the events of the night before. It had not been a nightmare liked she had been hoping. It was all real. The fire, Dean pulling a gun on her, telling Sam the truth...all of it. So much for keeping her ability a secret.
But everyone got out safely. That was the important thing. She didn't care that she'd basically lost everything she owned. She had a roof over her head at least. Thanks to Marie, she even had some clothing.
Something Sam seemed to be lacking. At the moment, there really wasn't too much to complain about.
[ooc: primarily for Sam, but open to anyone staying at the house.]
But everyone got out safely. That was the important thing. She didn't care that she'd basically lost everything she owned. She had a roof over her head at least. Thanks to Marie, she even had some clothing.
Something Sam seemed to be lacking. At the moment, there really wasn't too much to complain about.
[ooc: primarily for Sam, but open to anyone staying at the house.]