room 227 ; sunday morning

[necroslacker]

There hadn't been a lot of sleeping last night. Sure, he'd tried but he'd had a stupid nightmare that had left him breathing hard and sweating. He hadn't wanted to wake up Natalie so he'd grabbed his board and headed out to do...something. He just wanted to shake the nightmare off.

The hours had passed slowly but he'd stayed out the entire night, alternating between skateboarding and walking and sitting on benches both around the island and the mainland. Eventually, the sun started coming up and Sam started making his way back to the room. He stopped to pick up some breakfast on the way and was now slipping back inside the room quietly since it was still early.

He wasn't going to be going back to sleep but that didn't mean he had to wake anyone else up.

[Door's cracked, post open]

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[necroslacker]

"Yeah?" He smirked and glanced over at her. "So's my back. It feels like it's been used as a study guide."

[whenshewasnice]

"Wrong. I'm gentler with my study guides." That was actually true, even though she used it as a joke here. "But you can take it."

[necroslacker]

"Your nails are sharp," he sighed, settling down and tucking an arm under his head. "But yeah, I can take it."

[whenshewasnice]

"And you like it," she added, shifting closer. "No point denying it."

[necroslacker]

"I do, you're right," Sam said, giving her room to tuck herself against him. "I like you too. So, yeah."

[whenshewasnice]

Natalie cuddled up close to him before settling down, face buried half against his neck.

"Well, I like you too."

[necroslacker]

"Good," Sam murmured, already feeling the slight pull off sleep hitting him due to the exertion earlier. "Good."

And that was all he said because that was really all that needed to be said especially since he was warm and comfortable and spent and happy to just cuddle for awhile.