Who: Sam Winchester and Shosanna Dreyfus. What: A proposition, of sorts. Where: Their apartment. Wnen: Monday evening. Warnings: TBD. Status: Closed.
Shosanna had just gotten home from work. It had been a slow evening at work, mainly because it had been a Monday evening. But she had picked up the shift, because one of her co-workers had asked for that evening off. Shosanna didn't mind too terribly much, because it gave her something to do. She would have preferred to be at home with Sam, though. She was unaccustomed to living with a man she was not related to, but she was glad Sam had agreed to move in with her. She thoroughly enjoyed his company, and the sex was spectacular. Both points in his favor.
She plopped onto the couch beside him as soon as she arrived home from work. "Hello, Sammy," she greeted him, and placed a kiss on his cheek. She then proceeded to stretch out on the couch, resting her head on his lap. "Did you have a good evening?" she asked. She rather enjoyed coming home and finding him there. It was far superior to coming home to an empty apartment.
And the fact that it was Sam waiting for her when she got home from work -- it made things all the better.