[ She's... had a time of things. Withdrawing after the shock of her own death and near death to hypothermia, the double whammy of Dean and Castiel arriving to upend the 'I don't need anybody' niche she'd carved out for herself in Mathias.
Claire's small world has once more tilted on its axis.
It's... good though. Knowing the boys in her space. Better still to know them alive, honestly, though she's still mildly embarrassed at how much she freaked out over seeing Castiel here.
The little trip to the mansion has knocked her head straight, quite frankly. With company this time.
Currently, Claire is lying on her back on the bed, legs stretched upwards against the wall above the headbord. Thinking. Puzzling. The knock makes her frown for a moment, but it's just that - a knock, followed by Dean's voice. No scratching against the wood.
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Claire's small world has once more tilted on its axis.
It's... good though. Knowing the boys in her space. Better still to know them alive, honestly, though she's still mildly embarrassed at how much she freaked out over seeing Castiel here.
The little trip to the mansion has knocked her head straight, quite frankly. With company this time.
Currently, Claire is lying on her back on the bed, legs stretched upwards against the wall above the headbord. Thinking. Puzzling. The knock makes her frown for a moment, but it's just that - a knock, followed by Dean's voice. No scratching against the wood.
Thank fuck for small blessings. ]
Yeah, come in.