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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[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Damn, that's a pretty mental image," Dean said, shaking his head.

[likethegun]

"We are the worst boyfriends ever," Sam said, laughing nonetheless.

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Nah. We'd only be the worst boyfriends ever if we actually expected them to really do that. And the girls? They have the same kind of thoughts about us," Dean said with confidence.

[likethegun]

"You know, before we got to this school, I would have said you were crazy for thinking something like that, but after seeing how crazy the girls get about seeing two guys together, I think you're absolutely right."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"We could probably sell tickets to us sparring," Dean said. "If we did it shirtless we could sell a lot of tickets."

[likethegun]

Sam didn't look quite as enticed by the thought of lots of people watching him fight - or by the thought of lots of people watching him shirtless. "Yeah, I get the feeling we'd have quite the audience."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"You always wanted to be popular in school. This would definitely ensure that."

[likethegun]

"I think you're missing the difference between popular and notorious for being crazy," Sam pointed out.

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Nope, and I'm sticking with my choice of 'popular'. At least with the girls."