Room 438, midafternoon

[saltandammo]

After a little bit of time talking to various people who seemed as clueless as he was, Tom had excused himself and headed back to where he had woke up. His shoulder was hurting a lot and he was afraid he was going to bleed through the dressing on it if he didn't get it changed

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[psychic_wonder]

Sam had gotten very good at sleeping in on the weekends, so he'd only been awake for a little while when he went upstairs and knocked on Dean's door. He figured if he was going to get a late lunch, the least he could do was ask if Dean was hungry too.

[saltandammo]

Tom froze, head turning to stare at the door. "Yeah?" he called out warily.

[psychic_wonder]

"Hey, it's me," Sam said. "Are you decent?" It was always safer to check first.

[saltandammo]

"Um..."