Sam LaCroix (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
necroslacker) wrote2012-09-23 11:24 am
necroslacker) wrote2012-09-23 11:24 am
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seattle ; sunday afternoon
Sam was eating cereal outside of his mansion.
That probably wasn't an image befitting someone who lived in a house as big as he did but he didn't care. He also didn't care that he was sitting outside in a pair of loose pants, a flannel shirt that was nearly threadbare and socks to keep his feet warm. He wasn't a millionaire. He was a slacker who was enjoying the beginning of autumn in Seattle.
Besides, it'd been a long night. Ramon had gone through a transformation which meant were-bear shenanigans anywhere and everywhere and it meant a mess where he'd trampled across the estate. Sam was letting Frank clean that up because he'd been up all night making sure Ramon didn't hurt himself or anyone else.
With a yawn, Sam closed his eyes and kept eating quietly. Maybe he'd do some gardening today.
Yeah, right.
[Mostly for the girl and her pet daemon but open for anything else!]
That probably wasn't an image befitting someone who lived in a house as big as he did but he didn't care. He also didn't care that he was sitting outside in a pair of loose pants, a flannel shirt that was nearly threadbare and socks to keep his feet warm. He wasn't a millionaire. He was a slacker who was enjoying the beginning of autumn in Seattle.
Besides, it'd been a long night. Ramon had gone through a transformation which meant were-bear shenanigans anywhere and everywhere and it meant a mess where he'd trampled across the estate. Sam was letting Frank clean that up because he'd been up all night making sure Ramon didn't hurt himself or anyone else.
With a yawn, Sam closed his eyes and kept eating quietly. Maybe he'd do some gardening today.
Yeah, right.
[Mostly for the girl and her pet daemon but open for anything else!]