Room 328. Saturday Morning (pre-detention)

Sam tapped away at his laptop, doing some early morning message board checking before he had to head off for detention. He'd been really glad when Dawn had come back from her slumber party early last night - and whether that was a sign that he was really in love, or a sign that he was really pathetic was still up for debate - but he hadn't been particularly pleased to find out about the raid. Later, there would have to be avenging of honor and returning of belongings. If he made it through detention in one piece, of course.

[For saltandammo, but the door is open.]