Who: Melissa and Souless! Sam Winchester (robosam) What: Meet up Where: Outside the Mess Hall When: After their conversation Rating: Pg-13 Status: Closed/ Incomplete
Melissa was rather down on herself. Both her friends were peeved at her for spilling the beans about their witchy ways. She felt badly, but she truly hoped they could help somehow. They had magic, why couldn't they use it to help people? Why couldn't they attempt to get home? Sure, their circle was not complete, but they still had power with the three of them here, didn't they? It wasn't much, she knew that, but it was something. It was hope. Besides, maybe if she had a job she would stop thinking about all the things she missed about home, make-up and more clothes for one and her room for another.
However, the prospect of meeting Sam, his epic handsome, bad ass self put the witch in a much better mood. She had thought for sure that beautiful chick was his girlfriend and had pretty much destroyed any prospect she had with him. But he said he wanted to see her, so why not? Maybe this was a bit of the good luck she needed? The witch could only hope. While in the back of her mind she was sure Diana would not approve of her flirting with this obviously older guy, she was sure Faye would be giving her major props right now.
Quickly, she fluffed her hair and stepped out of the mess hall, hands stuffed in the back pockets of her tight jeans as she waited.