Fourth floor common room, Saturday afternoon

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Sometimes the best way to spend a day was sacked out on a couch with all kinds of junk food watching really bad horror movies. Dean had decided that today was such a day. So here he was ensconced on the couch in the common room surrounded by lots of snacks that were really bad for him, watching a movie on Sci Fi that was so bad he was halfway certain that forcing someone to watch it would be labelled a crime against humanity.

Just what he'd wanted.

[ooc: open like an open CR]

Comments

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Sure. Just name the time and place."

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

"I wouldn't like to take up too much of your time, Dean. Perhaps just an evening; a couple hours. Hopefully you can help me," she said, her eyes excited by the prospect. "I have a roommate, but I'm sure she wouldn't mind if you stopped by."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Okay," Dean said. "And don't worry about taking up my time. Helping people with things like this -- that's part of being a hunter too."

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

"I can see why you reward yourself with junkfood and really really bad movies," she teased.

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Nothing but the best, sweetheart," Dean joked.

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

Penelope just laughed and watched the movie. And quite possibly by the end, she would owe Dean a new bag of barbecue potato chips.