Sam had shown me to a spare room, it looked a bit plain, but I didn't care.
Dean had given me my duffle bag, which still had my stuff in it.
I tossed it onto the bed, "Thank you Sam," I gave him a small smile, which he returned.
"It's fine, we have a ton of spare rooms. If you want to clean it up a bit, there's a closet a couple doors down the hall you can use,".
I nodded my head, repeating myself, "Thank you Sam,".
He gave an awkward smile before he left the room.
I slid my bag under my bed, poking my head out to look down the hall to see if Sam was still there. He'd already rounded the corner.
I went over to the closet and opened the door, everything I needed was there.
I nodded my head, pleased, before closing the door.
I started to adventure around the new space, there were a ton of locked doors. I assumed they were locked with good reason, so I left them alone.
I eventually found my way back to the library.
The Asian kid, who's name I still hadn't learned, was sitting at a table with papers surrounding him.
He was locked at some rock covered in what looked chicken scratch.
I didn't see Sam, Dean, Cas, or Charlie, so I sat down in front of him.
I watched him for about an hour and a half before he looked up.
He seemed to have only just noticed I was there, "How long have you been staring at me?" He asked.
I shrugged, "What are you doing?"