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shatterverse2008-06-10 10:59 pm
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Sam's poor, tousled head is all filled up with angst at the moment.
He's a few streets away from the house they're all staying in, perched on somebody's porch, drinking a purloined beer and thinking Very Deep Thoughts.
He's a few streets away from the house they're all staying in, perched on somebody's porch, drinking a purloined beer and thinking Very Deep Thoughts.
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Sam rubs the bridge of his nose, looking rueful.
"You know this family. Crappy coping mechanisms."
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...Clap your hands if you believe in fairies, too!
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"Yeah."
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Once said, she will stand by it.
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"Whatever you say, honey."
Oh Sam. Sam, Sam. That was not a good idea.
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She narrows her eyes, aims a punch for his solar plexus, and walks off.
(This isn't saying much for her coping mechanisms.)