Room 403: Friday Morning Early

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

Lana had been dreaming. A wonderful, beautiful dream where Jim had come back to her in the middle of the night and held her and kissed her and where they'd fallen asleep in each other's arms. She could feel herself waking up and she struggled to stay asleep, to hold on to the last bits of the dream before she had to wake up and face the harsh reality that he wasn't here and probably wasn't coming back.

As she floated closer to the surface of wakefullness, she suddenly became aware that she was not alone in the bed and woke herself up with a start.

Oh my God. It hadn't been a dream. He was here. Really here.

She pushed herself up so that she could look at him in the early morning light that slipped in through the blinds. So handsome. Jim. Her Jim.

She wanted to sit there all day and just watch him sleep, so relaxed and peaceful. She couldn't resist touching him though, reaching out a hand to stroke his face. He felt so good.


[NWS]

5th Floor Common Room - Friday Late Afternoon

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi had been sulking in her room for a while now and it was high time she actually bothered to eat something that isn't D'aim.

So?

Pancakes.

Lots and lots of pancakes.

[[ooc: Open until it's time for me to pick a certain person from John Wayne Airport wewt!]]

4th floor common room, Friday evening

[sensitivejim.livejournal.com]

Jim was sprawled on the couch.

Jim was watching hockey.

Jim wasn't entirely sure who the Cape Breton Screaming Eagles were, but they were skating fast and hitting hard.

Jim was just glad to be back.

[[Open!]]