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Meg had slipped back to her world just long enough to grab a shower, go to work, come home, and shower again. Now she was back, sitting in the park that'd somehow followed her here. She wasn't going to complain, though, it was one of the few nice places in the area she lived in. Having it follow was far preferable to having anything else follow.
As she sprawled out on the grass, staring up at the sky, she couldn't help but feel that this place, wherever it was, was a damn sight nicer than back home. Didn't exactly make her want to go home. And that just made her wonder if she could simply stay here. Life was falling apart back home, anyway; this place would let her rebuild her life. She wouldn't have a place to stay, but Jo would probably give her hand with finding somewhere and finding a job and all that.
Thinking about Jo made her think about Dean; she couldn't help the sad expression that ghosted across her face in the darkness. As much as she wanted to see him, even if only to settle things between them, she didn't know how much he'd want to see her.
[For one in particular, but totally open!]
As she sprawled out on the grass, staring up at the sky, she couldn't help but feel that this place, wherever it was, was a damn sight nicer than back home. Didn't exactly make her want to go home. And that just made her wonder if she could simply stay here. Life was falling apart back home, anyway; this place would let her rebuild her life. She wouldn't have a place to stay, but Jo would probably give her hand with finding somewhere and finding a job and all that.
Thinking about Jo made her think about Dean; she couldn't help the sad expression that ghosted across her face in the darkness. As much as she wanted to see him, even if only to settle things between them, she didn't know how much he'd want to see her.
[For one in particular, but totally open!]