Day 26, Afternoon
Who: Sam Winchester and Oz
What: Vas's Production of Our Town (or not)
Where: Theatre
When: Day 26, Afternoon
Rating: PG
Status: Active

Sam hadn't really been sure of where he was headed when he'd left the Museum that afternoon but his feet had directed him back to the theatre. There was something about the quiet of the theatre that put him a little at ease, or at least did now that the place wasn't pitch black. It was the same way he'd felt about the museum before everyone had moved in making it a full house. It wasn't that he minded the other people there as much as he missed the quietness that had come with it just being him and Shannon.

He needed some time to think things through. While he felt good about finally being able to admit his feelings for Shannon he also felt guilty both because of Jessica and because of what actually saying it out loud might mean for Shannon herself. It wasn't exactly as if he'd had the best track record when it came to girls. Logic told him that he hadn't been wrong in telling Dean it was stupid to get mixed up in a romantic relationship in a place like this, but his heart was telling him that he was already in over his head and had been for a long time. He'd have to find some way to try to minimize the blows or protect himself and Shannon against being used against each other too much.

He'd been sitting in the middle of the theatre staring at the empty stage for close to forty five minutes just trying to work things out, but his mind was just going around in circles and now it was starting to wander. Which was why he was trying to remember the words to the only play he'd managed to be in during his short lived stint as a drama dork his Junior year in high school. It was a strange way to pass the time, but now that he'd set the challenge up for himself he couldn't back down.