Room 328, Thursday Evening

[lilpunkinbelly]

Dawn loved Valentine's Day. She'd gotten roses from lots of people, but most especially from Sam, and she'd kept sticking her nose in them at periodic intervals throughout the day as she'd studied at her desk.

However, she'd also discovered one small problem. She really, really, really wanted to follow Dean's advice and get the hell over

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[psychic_wonder]

Sam was almost out of the Valentine's Day mood by the time he got back to the room, after his flower delivering morning. That was, until he opened the door and saw Dawn and what she was wearing. Suddenly, all the thoughts he'd had about what they might do today came rushing back to him, and he quickly came inside and shut the door.

"Uh. Hey," he said, looking a little embarrassed as his voice nearly squeaked.

[lilpunkinbelly]

Dawn jumped in surprise and didn't notice the squeaking, since she 'eeped' right over top of it. "Hi! Um, I'm not ready."

Then she remembered something important. "Thank you for the flowers! They're gorgeous."

[psychic_wonder]

That was enough to knock Sam at least a little bit out of his reverie. "You're welcome. You deserve more than some pretty flowers, but..." He trailed off, smiling. "Is that my shirt, or did you shrink?"

[lilpunkinbelly]

She glanced down at herself, then tried out an innocent look on Sam. "Y'know, I think this might be your shirt. Huh."