"I want a can of tuna!" Grim whined as Y/N eventually began losing her patience. She was sweeping off the dust from the floor, trying to make this place presentable. So she wouldn't have to literally breathe in the dust and cough all night.
"Find a can of tuna then! I'm not your mother!" Y/N snapped at him. She hadn't meant to snap, but she was quite literally doing everything to make this place safe to sleep in. She had dug out some old furniture and dragged it in. She broke a nail or two, but atleast they had a sofa, a carpet, a coffee table and a lamp now. She could sell some of her jewellery for the money they used here maybe.
"I'm the great Grim! How dare you make me get my own tuna?!" He objected, but he did. He dug around in the old, dingy, dark and dimly lit by the moon kitchenette. He found a few cans of tuna, to which he let out a satisfied sound.
Y/N didn't know what she would do about her attire. She still had her attire from the show on.
Y/N wears an extravagant, white gown with a long pink fur train and golden ornaments with tear-shaped gems at the ends at the front of her skirt, which is slightly gathered at the back. The torso of the dress features a white, off-the-shoulder corset top, with frills on the top and bottom hems, and four golden buttons lining up the front. Like Bloodbath, the dress has flounce sleeves and an open-front skirt, revealing white shorts. The sleeves are slightly transparent and have multiple small lace petals hanging down from the ends. The bottom hem of the corset also has this detail.
Y/N wears a pair of white, lace thigh high stockings held up by a pair of garter belts. She dons a pair of white heeled shoes with golden adornments on them, Y/N has a pink and white belladonna flower corsage on her left wrist. She has an elaborate necklace made with several pearls and jewels. She wears large, dangling white and gold earrings that match her dress.
Maybe she could sell her jewels for money? She gently took off her necklace as she stared at it with longing. She put it down in a pile, next was her white and gold dangling earrings. She took off her pink and white belladonna flower corsage. If it meant she would survive in this world, she would sell her things. She and Grim had no money together.
Eating sounds were easy to hear, as she forgot she had dinner. Well, the food Crowley bought. It was, something to say the least. She took a singular bite and nearly threw up. Grim was happily eating his can of tuna, while she stared disgustingly at the food.
Slowly but surely, time had escaped from them and it was midnight. Grim was out cold on the sofa, leaving her awake. Her heels clacked against the old floorboards of the dorm. Soon she found an old rusted silver door handle with gorgeous details carved into it that were worn away with time. She twisted the door handle and it revealed an old antique bed. She could handle that.
As soon as she sat on the bed, it was dusty and uncomfortable. But she would have to make do with it. She took off her heels and eventually, sleep began to creep up on her like how the night sky was a dark blanket that would be warm to those who perceived it as kind, and cold to those who perceived it as harsh.
