text; Wednesday afternoon

[momchester]

Three things.

1: If anybody has experience dealing with the school system here, I'd love to talk to you. I'm trying to get started on enrolling a child for September, and any help or advice would be so appreciated. It's a real hassle.

2: Sam Winchester has left the island. I won't say he's gone, because he was gone a long time ago.

3: Does anybody have the power to turn a cat blue? Without dyes or hurting the cat, please.

[Anyone looking for her at her apartment won't find her there.]

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[momchester]

[She nods in response to the chocolate thing, and then adds-]

That's too bad. She's missing out on someone wonderful.

[hostage]

Nah.

[He's turned back to the stove now.]

Nah, she was right. Everything she ever thought about me. I used to think she was such a bitch, but I get it now, what she was scared of.

[momchester]

Everyone makes mistakes. You're a good person, unless I'm... really wrong about you.

[She doesn't think so. But god, if she was, she wouldn't be able to handle it. Too many losses lately. Mary hides the moment (and how high he ranks in her head sometimes) by looking down to pick a loose thread on her skirt.]

[hostage]

You are so wrong.

[But he's got a sweet little smile on his face when he turns around with two mugs of cocoa. He sets the alcoholic one in front of her, then settles into a chair.]

[momchester]

[She takes the mug with a soft gasp at the feel of the hot ceramic against her skin.]

Thanks.

[And she goes for a sip - ow - before remembering she has to blow on it. Smoov, Winchester.]

Wow, it's amazing, all the little things I don't remember to do anymore.