Sam LaCroix (
necroslacker) wrote2012-05-06 08:21 am
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Room 227 | Sunday Morning
Sam hadn't slept last night. Usually, that wasn't a huge deal since he tended to sleep alone but now that he was living with his girlfriend, it was kind of hard to hide that from her at the very least. He'd laid there for awhile and then he'd gotten up and puttered around the room and eventually went for a walk.
Look, he'd been trying hard to make sure those ghosts didn't appear at night, okay? It was either not sleeping or wearing the pouch and he chose...not sleeping. Because he was an idiot.
But, he was awake now. He had a bowl of cereal in front of him, his skateboard laying wheels up next to his hip and his back against the foot of the bed. A few records were near his feet and one of them was on the record player, filling the room with quiet music.
But hey, he hadn't been entirely unproductive this past weekend. He'd gone into town, gotten himself a job, and now he was eating cereal and was about to fix up his skateboard.
So, things...could be worse.
[Door closed, post open!]
Look, he'd been trying hard to make sure those ghosts didn't appear at night, okay? It was either not sleeping or wearing the pouch and he chose...not sleeping. Because he was an idiot.
But, he was awake now. He had a bowl of cereal in front of him, his skateboard laying wheels up next to his hip and his back against the foot of the bed. A few records were near his feet and one of them was on the record player, filling the room with quiet music.
But hey, he hadn't been entirely unproductive this past weekend. He'd gone into town, gotten himself a job, and now he was eating cereal and was about to fix up his skateboard.
So, things...could be worse.
[Door closed, post open!]
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Tsk.
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He made a face and shook his head at himself.
"Your fault."
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"Sorry?"
She wasn't that sorry.
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Well, he thought he had at least above average intelligence even if his common sense was a little lacking sometimes. He sighed and chewed on his bottom lip.
"Also got two hands."
He could tease a little too.
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That was such a cheesy way to put it and he knew it.
"Figure it out myself."
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"Mm," she replied, kissing his cheek now that he'd turned his head. "Definite possibility, there."
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She should recognize those words.
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[And I'm off to see my dad!]
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[Have a nice tiiime!]
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