Third Floor Common Room, Saturday Afternoon

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Dawn meant to be studying. She had a ton of work to do, after all, not the least of which was memorizing demon traps. So, her notebook was out, as were the handouts from Hunting, and she had a protractor, a ruler, and a pencil, and she had been practicing drawing the designs, right up to the point where she got hungry about ten minutes after she started working.

So now she was engaged in experimental food assembly--after doing some foraging, she grabbed an apple, a banana, some raisins and dried apricots, a couple of flour tortillas, a jar of crunchy peanut butter, and the container of marshmallow fluff. Kind of the Dawn take on burritos, but it probably wouldn't be fatal.


[ooc: Open, as common rooms are. Experimental cooking and/or non-lethal study group, anyone?]

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[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Oooh!" Dawn squealed and bounced happily. "That's a great idea! Need help?"

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"M'sure we could always use an extra hand," Chad nodded, grinning a bit for the squealing and happy bouncing. "Pippi's probably gonna do most of it, so maybe talk to her? I'll pro'lly just hang up decorations."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"I'll do that," she promised.

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"Cool," Chad gave her a thumbs-up. "Gotta admit, a Christmas pool party's gonna rock, an' I'm not even much of a swimmer."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"If you don't want to swim, maybe we could just play chicken or water polo or something."

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"Chicken'd be a lot of fun. Not to brag, but I think whoever's on my team's got a good chance of winnin'."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

She glanced way up at Chad. "Um, yeah. Unless Sam's here, and he decides to play--he's almost as tall as you, I think. Maybe a little shorter."

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"Really?" Chad sounded genuinely surprised. "Only gy I've met who's almost as tall as me is Pip."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Do you know Sam Winchester? He's my roommate and works in the library. Dean's his brother and his dad teaches Hunting."

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"Don't think I've met him, no." But now Chad kinda wanted to. People he didn't have to look down at all the time were few and far between, and very much appriciated.

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"He's a good guy," Dawn smiled a little wider than usual. "I think you'd get along well."

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"If I don't run into him, you'll have to introduce me, then."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"I will, but he should be fairly easy to spot," Dawn teased.

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"Apparantly not easy enough if I haven't met him yet," Chad teased back, although his teasing was much more deadpan. And he was picturing what this Sam fellow might look like, and how things would fare between a chicken fight of Dawn'n'Sam versus Chad'n'Jude, and just ended up getting distracted by the cuteness.

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Well, maybe you haven't been in the same place yet?" Dawn offered, liking the deadpan teasing. "Maybe the world just isn't ready?"

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"Maybe," Chad said, leaning in with an air of dramatics, "the world never may be."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Oh, that can't happen!" Dawn looked properly aghast at that thought. "We may have to just give the world a swift kick in the behind, then."

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Which just immediately put into Chad's head the all-too-amusing image of Dawn, in Zero-boots, doing just that. He had to crack a small grin. "Perhaps we will."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

Dawn glanced at the clock. "Oh, heck. I've got to get some work done. Talk to you later?"

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"Oh, yeah, sure. Have fun, Dawn."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

Dawn waved to Chad, gathered her stuff, and headed back to her room.