Ravenhurst University

Who: Sookie, Dean and Cas
What: Having coffee and trading stories
When: After meeting during Sookie's shift at Caritas
Where: Meeting at I Don't Know Coffee
Status: Closed (except aforementioned) / incomplete
Rating: PG-13 (mild language)

When Sookie finished her long night at Caritas she was excited to head over to the coffee shop. The place was called I Don't Know Coffee which just made Sookie giggle. Talking with Castiel and the other boy whose name she still didn't know. She also wasn't overly concerned that she didn't know his name.

As she approached I Don't Know Coffee was wondered what kind of stories she would hear. She also wondered how much of her reality spilled over into this world she was now in. She was mostly hopeful that this meeting would bring some new friendships as she was tired of being here at Ravenhurst alone.

Who: Sookie Stackhouse
What: Working the late shift
Where: Caritas
When: March 24, early evening
Status: OPEN, multiple threads welcome
Rating: TBA

Sookie had been in Malvern only a few weeks. She had started looking for a job almost immediately and had been lucky to find a serving job at a local karaoke bar called Caritas. The owner was a strange, green guy with horns named Lorne. She wasn't entirely sure, but she thought he might be a demon. He wasn't anything like the part-demons she had met when she was working for the Queen of Louisiana, but the way his mind felt to her was what made her think that.

It had been a crazy few weeks for Sookie. She hadn't been out of Louisiana for this long before in her life. Even when she had done jobs for Eric, he had never kept her away from home this long. And it seemed that her stay in Pennsylvania was looking to be a permanent thing. It made her uncomfortable to be away from her friends. She even missed her brother, Jason sometimes.

Tonight was looking to be a good night at Caritas. There had been plenty of people in and out and she was making decent tips. She had been working very hard to keep her shields up as she worked, though, and that made her very tired. Back home in Bon Temps, people knew about her disability. They didn't necessarily believe she could read their minds, but they knew about it. It wasn't a topic of discussion in most circles, even her closest family and friends didn't really ever speak of it. But it was understood. Or they just simply called her "Crazy Sookie".

Here was a different situation. These people didn't know about her disability. They didn't understand that she could read their minds. And she also didn't know these people like the ones in Bon Temps. It would be an invasion of privacy to get into their thoughts. She also hated to get into people's heads without their permission. So, she was working triple time to keep her shields strong as she worked. She didn't want to have a mental slip where she was answering someone's thought that was meant to be private or brining something to the table they had only considered ordering but never acutally spoke aloud.

To top it all off, Sookie was lonely. Everything she had grown up with, every person she had grown up with was back in Bon Temps and she was out in Pennsylvania. The fact that she was tired and lonely only added to the effort it took her to keep her shields up. She had only been at work a few hours, but she was mentally and physically exhausted already. It was looking to be a long, hard night ahead.

Who: Dean Winchester
What: Tending bar at Harvelle's Grand Opening
When: Friday night
Where: Harvelle's Roadhouse
Rating: TBA, cause who knows
Open: Everyone! Seriously, y'all, multiple threads welcomed. Eat, drink, and be merry for tomorrow you die! XD

( at the bonfire, out in the sticks/country backwoods, homegrown hicks/bonfire, dance a little jig/hold up your cup and take another swig/won't sleep til dawn, party right down to the wire )