Third Floor Common Room, Lunchtime

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After a handwavey walk into town for supplies, Dawn set out a bunch of sandwich fixings, pretzels, chips of various descriptions, cookies, fruit, lemonade, iced tea, and soda.

A small handwritten sign told people to help themselves, so she didn't have to keep repeating herself.

As for Dawn, she sat down with a book to enjoy her hummus with cheese, sprouts, carrots and sweet pickles. Occasionally she sipped from her lemonade.


[ooc: Open to all, mod any sandwich fixings or side items you'd like.]

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"I kind of annoyed her into it," Dawn smirked. "I followed her around until she took me under her wing. And then she went crazy and killed people, so not so much with the friends for a while, but she's mostly better now."

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Okay, that was definitely a mark in the negative column about this Faith. "Does that happen a lot where you're from?" he asked curiously. "People going crazy and killing people?"

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"Er," she fidgeted, "more than you'd think?"

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Dean shook his head and chuckled. "And I thought I had a weird life."

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"I win!" Dawn grinned, not realizing maybe this wasn't a contest she wanted to win. "Ha, I'm weirder."

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Dean slid an arm around her waist. "Hey, it would take someone weird to put up with me as a boyfriend so all I can say is yay, weirdness."

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"You're such a goof," Dawn said, leaning against him. "But in a good way."