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Mary Anne McGee ([info]virginal_) wrote in [info]utr_logs,
@ 2012-03-18 15:18:00

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Entry tags:mary, sam winchester

Who: Sam Winchester the New and Mary the Virgin.
What: Coffee!
When: The Friday after Sam's arrival.
Where: Coffee shop in London.
Warnings: Nope!


Mary was out on the patio of the coffee shop that Sam had mentioned. She was a little early, and as such, was reading her book and enjoying the early spring breeze. Every now and then, a little girl of three or four would come and sit down by Mary, and Mary would pull her into her lap, reading to her for a moment or three. It didn't really matter that the girl didn't know the story, she loved sitting with the older lady and Mary loved sitting with the little one.


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[info]hiwayskillingme
2012-03-19 02:08 am UTC (link)
"I um," he said, brow furrowed in a suddenly-blank way. "Well, I always wanted to go to Paris, too. The Louvre? I also want to see the palace of Versailles." Even though he knew the latter was probably haunted as hell, he just wanted to sight-see. Millions of normal people went to the palace without incident, and he just wanted to be one of those. "But we really don't have to, I mean, if it's too much trouble." He furrowed his brow, and a small, still childlike part of him hoped that it wasn't too much of an imposition. After all, he really DID want to go see the Louvre.

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