First Floor: Mac's Room.

[manofthemullet]

It was a sad weekend for Mac. While he enjoyed watching all his students turn wee, he was hoping that he'd get a little more time with them as teenagers than adults.

He was in the process of taping up his last box when he heard a knock at the door.

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[carter_i_am]

Sam knocked again, pulling the blanket tighter around herself. She hoped Mac was home.

[manofthemullet]

Mac opened the door and looked down to see a small familiar child looking up at him. "Sam? Is that you?"

[carter_i_am]

She sniffled and wiped her eyes. Then she nodded. "I had a bad dream."

[manofthemullet]

"Really, well why don't you come in and tell me about it," Mac said opening the door wider. "Would you like some cocoa?"