Re: Call: Sam & Daniel
[She hops off the counter, and she goes to the door, which she pulls open. It's hot inside the store, with the heat cranked, because she hates the cold. She hasn't changed from her walk, but the coat she'd had on is in a pile on the floor, because she's not the cleanest or whatever. Starburst leggings, a bright red sweater over a yellow shirt, and two pairs of woolen socks are tucked into her Docs. Her cheeks are red from the cold, and her hair is mostly escaped from a long braid. Even with the layers, she's showing a little, yeah? Since she's so skinny at wrist and collarbone, but she looks healthier, better or whatever, and she lets go of the doorknob and glomps him, clings. She smells of cloves and cold and Cris's aftershave, and she rocks back happy onto her boots.]