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Sam LaCroix ([personal profile] necroslacker) wrote2011-12-17 01:06 pm

room 216 ; saturday afternoon

A weekend spent in here and now was a good weekend as far as Sam was concerned. He hadn't even existed last weekend so, slow or not, this weekend was gonna be a good one. He'd spent the morning talking to people in Seattle and he'd even gotten a visit from Ashley. She'd been pretty scarce lately and when Sam had asked about it, she'd just given her head a shake and kept typing on her Blackberry.

Sam took that as meaning she'd just been busy and he needed to not worry. Or something. So, that's what he was doing right now. He was not worrying about anything. He'd gotten mail from his mom and Haley that morning (a care package containing cookies) and he was nibbling on those every so often while exchanging text messages with Ramon.

Poor Ramon was still adjusting to the whole were-bear thing and was bitching about Frank nearly peeing himself when he'd run into a transformed Ramon in the hall and hadn't expected it. Sam was just lucky that Brannoc and his family were around and were helping Ramon through since he wasn't really there right now.

Ramon forgave him and even started sending him stupid, joking text messages about them getting married and running away and living as husband and husband. It was just good to joke with his friend and, for a split second, the part of Sam that was constantly reminding him that he'd go evil one day disappeared.

It was just a second but still, it'd been nice.

[Door cracked, post open.]

[identity profile] godgavemecable.livejournal.com 2011-12-17 08:15 pm (UTC)(link)
"I said I did some stuff I'm not proud of, not that I completely lost my mind," Toby snickered. "No, I did not have an earring."
Edited 2011-12-17 20:15 (UTC)

[identity profile] godgavemecable.livejournal.com 2011-12-17 08:25 pm (UTC)(link)
"Pfff, and who says I'd show you this hypothetical picture?"

[identity profile] godgavemecable.livejournal.com 2011-12-17 08:52 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah?" Toby raised an eyebrow. "And what would I get out of this? Equally embarassing childhood photos of yourself?"

...Yes, Toby was arguing about a completely nonexistent picture. That was how he rolled.

[identity profile] godgavemecable.livejournal.com 2011-12-17 09:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Toby snorted. "Uh huh. Somehow I don't believe you."

[identity profile] godgavemecable.livejournal.com 2011-12-18 02:08 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, that's not the part I don't believe," Toby retorted. "I can totally believe that you'd lost a fight with a barbeque. I just don't believe the part where it burned all the embarassing childhood photos."

[identity profile] godgavemecable.livejournal.com 2011-12-18 06:18 am (UTC)(link)
"So you burned all your pictures but she still sends you cookies," Toby scoffed. "Suuuure."

[identity profile] godgavemecable.livejournal.com 2011-12-18 07:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Toby didn't exactly have a lot to compare to; almost all the remnants of his childhood, embarassing or otherwise, actually had burned away in a fire. "I still think that's awfully convenient, that they're just lost forever."