Guest Room at Blueberry Hill, Thursday Afternoon

[notbreakable]

After class, Claire went straight to the guest room, hoping not to run into Sam. She just didn't want to deal with that awkwardness just yet.

She was not moping. Really.

[ooc: for a certain visitor; heading into NWS territory now]

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[normal_i_am]

Sam had been doing a lot of thinking. It took him a while to convince himself to do it, but he finally made it down to the guest room and knocked on the door, hoping Claire wouldn't hit him when she opened it.

[notbreakable]

Claire opened the door. She didn't hit him, but she didn't look entirely pleased. "What do you want?"

[normal_i_am]

"Can I talk to you for a few minutes?" Sam asked, giving her the puppy dog eyes of doom.

[notbreakable]

Claire stepped aside to let him in, wondering if the puppy dog eyes of doom was a super power. "About what?"