Sam LaCroix (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
necroslacker) wrote2013-04-07 08:53 am
necroslacker) wrote2013-04-07 08:53 am
the hotel ; sunday morning
And Sam was back on the island.
It was pretty safe to say that Sam hadn't expected to be back on the island today but after receiving a voicemail from his apparently grown not at all possible kid, he figured he had to put in an appearance. It would have been really pretty crappy not to.
So, he was back. And, somehow, he'd gotten the exact same hotel room as he'd been in just this past Monday. How in the hell that had happened, Sam didn't know but this room was filled with memories that Sam didn't think were appropriate when he was about to see his kid again.
Fake kid. Impossible kid. Whatever.
He was trying to ignore all that. He'd sent Natalie's phone a brief message that he was there because he didn't think either of them would sense him being there (well, maybe Ada would) so he'd bitten the bullet and done it.
And now he was eating some cereal and watching television. It was something to do.
[For a mom and a kid, natch]
It was pretty safe to say that Sam hadn't expected to be back on the island today but after receiving a voicemail from his apparently grown not at all possible kid, he figured he had to put in an appearance. It would have been really pretty crappy not to.
So, he was back. And, somehow, he'd gotten the exact same hotel room as he'd been in just this past Monday. How in the hell that had happened, Sam didn't know but this room was filled with memories that Sam didn't think were appropriate when he was about to see his kid again.
Fake kid. Impossible kid. Whatever.
He was trying to ignore all that. He'd sent Natalie's phone a brief message that he was there because he didn't think either of them would sense him being there (well, maybe Ada would) so he'd bitten the bullet and done it.
And now he was eating some cereal and watching television. It was something to do.
[For a mom and a kid, natch]