"Not for lack of trying," May answered as she sat down again and rubbed her face with her hands. "Ugh. I think my subconscious is out to get me."
Sam nodded. "Yeah, I know what you mean. So what's up?"
"Well, uh... I can't really think of a non-awkward way to ask this," May admitted. "Did Dean get a chance to tell you how we really met? And about my, uh, side job?" She made a face at her choice of words, absently toying with a bit of fabric on her wrists. The strips were getting loose; she needed to either secure them or re-wrap them soon.
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[Mayday] Not feeling all that super (tag Sam, open)
Date: 2006-08-10 09:22 pm (UTC)Sam nodded. "Yeah, I know what you mean. So what's up?"
"Well, uh... I can't really think of a non-awkward way to ask this," May admitted. "Did Dean get a chance to tell you how we really met? And about my, uh, side job?" She made a face at her choice of words, absently toying with a bit of fabric on her wrists. The strips were getting loose; she needed to either secure them or re-wrap them soon.