After class and hanging out a bit at Sora's birthday party, Claire went back to her room just to relax. She was currently sitting on her bed, surfing the internet. Music could be heard from the laptop.

[ooc: for Sam]

Claire returned to her room after a mostly uneventful Thanksgiving break. Probably a good thing it was uneventful, really. While it was nice to visit her family, she was glad to be back.

[ooc: mostly for Sam, but open.]

Claire was sitting on her bed listening to music that was drifting from her laptop. She was lazily surfing the internet, reading about celebrity gossip and browsing online stores. Did she really need a new pair of shoes?

She wouldn't mind interruptions while she thought about this.

[ooc: open!]

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]

Today was Claire's birthday. She didn't much feel like celebrating, though ( Read more... )

When Claire woke up curled up next to Sam, she felt normal and comfortable. That was until she remembered the events of the night before. It had not been a nightmare liked she had been hoping. It was all real. The fire, Dean pulling a gun on her, telling Sam the truth...all of it. So much for keeping her ability a secret ( Read more... )

Claire had a pretty sound sleep, though it seemed the same could not be said about Sam. When she awoke in the morning, he was tossing and turning a bit. She was pretty sure he was having another nightmare.

"Sam?" she called, gently trying to wake him.

Claire wanted to paint her toenails. She made the very important decision to go with a bright red color.

She also had plans to stay in and watch tv. Monday night tv was kind of awesome.

[ooc: mosty for Sam, but open. There will probably be lots of slowplay, though.]

Claire was spending a lazy Saturday in her room. She felt this was the way most weekends should be spent after all. Currently, she was sitting on her bed, leafing through a magazine. She might have been thinking about Sam, too. Maybe.

[ooc: mostly for Lilly, but open to anyone]

Claire didn't really have anything to do today, so she decided spending a lazy day in her room wasn't a bad thing. She was currently sitting on her bed, headphones on her head as she listened to music. The volume was turned up, so she may not hear if anyone shows up.

[ooc: mostly for Sam, but open to anyone. conversation with Sam is NFB]