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Hugging @faeriequeensook from behind. “You feel like grabbin’ some food?”
I'd love to, @whiskeyshifts. *She smiled.* But please, let's not eat here.
“Couldn’t think of a better plan, cher. Maybe we can head out to New Orleans? That sound good?”
@faeriequeensook
*Her eyes glistened.* Wow, New Orleans? I've never been there, Sam. You're gonna spoil me. You know I'm not that special. Ya don't have to take me there. That's just fancy. *She loved when he called her Cher. She felt extremely special when he did.* When would you like to go, Sam? And who is going to watch the bar?
He grinned warmly, letting the wrinkles around his tanned face show genuine affection for that moment. Sam always cared for Sookie and he finally felt like something was pieced together after all these years. “Tonight, now? We can head out now. My jeep has a tank of gas and nothing but time on its hands. I already asked Arlene to keep an eye out.” He nudged her playfully, squeezing her shoulder. “What do ya say? Live a little, sweetheart.” @faeriequeensook
*His smile made the room light up. It's why when he got drunk and angry. It not only scared her, but the patrons as well. Yet it never scared anyone away. There was no other place to come and drink. But Sook liked this Sam.
Leaning against the bar, she listened to him talk about the night.* Sam, I still got customers. And there ain't no one here to cover me yet. *His nudge made her laugh.* Unless you wanna run everyone outta here so we can go on a date?
*She saw everyone staring at them.* Oh go on and eat your lunches. I don't listen in on your love lives now do I? So get your noses outta mine. Thank you very much. *Sam was laughing next to her. She snapped him with towel.* Oh please. Now you do your job and get those refills and I'll get the food.
Hugging @faeriequeensook from behind. “You feel like grabbin’ some food?”
I'd love to, @whiskeyshifts. *She smiled.* But please, let's not eat here.
“Couldn’t think of a better plan, cher. Maybe we can head out to New Orleans? That sound good?”
@faeriequeensook
*Her eyes glistened.* Wow, New Orleans? I've never been there, Sam. You're gonna spoil me. You know I'm not that special. Ya don't have to take me there. That's just fancy. *She loved when he called her Cher. She felt extremely special when he did.* When would you like to go, Sam? And who is going to watch the bar?
Hugging @faeriequeensook from behind. “You feel like grabbin’ some food?”
I'd love to, @whiskeyshifts. *She smiled.* But please, let's not eat here.
“Hey, you.” ( @faeriequeensook ) Sam moved swiftly across the bar as he held a bottle of Jack Daniel’s. “I gotta question for ya, darlin’. You got a minute?”
*Sook turned to Sam as she dropped off a pitcher of beer to Jason. Smiling at Sam she smiled. Her ponytail bounced as she popped up on her sneakers.* Sure Sam what's up? *She made her way to the bar.* Whatcha need?
Sam rubbed the back of his neck carefully, putting the bottle of Jack down after pouring a couple of shots for Arlene’s table. He knew time was running short for them as Bill Compton started to come around more. He wasn’t anything special, just plain old Sam. “You doing anything tonight?”
*In watching Sam, she waited patiently. He was in contemplation about what to say to her.* You alright, Sam? *It was right then he asked her if she was doing anything this evening. She saw Tara from behind Sam and she made her silent comments about how he liked her.* No I'm not. Well, Bill was gonna meet me. But that doesn't matter. Did ya need me to work late? I can stay if you need me.
It was a shame she didn’t read his mind right now. It would make this process much easier if she did.. though Sam understood why not, it was definitely a burden hearing thoughts she never asked to listen to all day. “You wanna accompany me to the Defendant’s of the Glorious Dead meeting tonight?”
Ya look nervous, Sam. Well out with it. *She teased.* There was definitely something on his mind and Tara was being Tara and pushing her way into the conversation the best way she could by being silent. Which was funny as this was something impossible for her.
She had heard over and over from Tara how much Sam liked her. In fact how much he was in love with her. Sook didn't believe it because Sam was her boss. Not that it wasn't possible. But he'd never put forth the effort. When she did accidentally listen in on his thoughts they were more fuzzy than others. The Faery couldn't quite couldn't put her finger on it.*
A shy smile crossed her lips as her head tilted down into her chin. When she looked up she heard all the voices in the bar all speaking. Now that's a nice Christian man. If that Stackhouse girl doesn't say yes, I sure as Hell will. Sookie turned up at Sam and nodded.* I'd love to Sam.
All the things she began hearing in her head once more were nasty. At least it ain't no vampire no more. Her grandmother'll be proud now. It's about time that girl came ta her senses. Seeing no dead man ain't no life. Not havin' no kids ain't right. Sookie ran into Sam's office and was crying. It wasn't because she said yes to Sam. Of course she wanted to go with him. It was all those nasty people.
Sam tapped his fingers gently over the wooden countertop, curiosity lingering over his aged face. Sookie was different.. she wasn’t like any other girl who came in looking for a job application. She was special; anyone who was anyone would notice that about her.
He chewed his bottom lip between his teeth, a slight blush forming over his cheeks as Sookie paused to answer. The worst thing she could say is no, he told himself…
The moment the answer formed from his lips, a hint of relief seemed to form along his broad shoulders, though a frown was soon to follow… something had upset her. Was it him? Oh, how he’d wish he was a mind reader right now. Her sneakers tapping against the hardwood flooring were audible as he threw the dish towel down over the counter. “Tara, watch the bar for me..” Sam replied, running after the barmaid.
*She always liked Sam. But she wasn't one to ask a man out. The blonde telepath knew what everyone was thinking all the time. Except for those she loved and cared for. She felt it was imperative to keep out of their heads.
When Sam came into his office she was sitting in the arm chair with her face in her hands. So hard it was to keep the voices out. Sookie looked up with red puffy eyes and saw him.* I'm sorry, Sam. I just can't get their voices outta my head. Sayin such nasty things about me. I'm just so tired of 'em.
( @faeriequeensook )
Me too. But with you. Want me to drive so you can shift? *She laughed*
I like you Sam.
“Hey, you.” ( @faeriequeensook ) Sam moved swiftly across the bar as he held a bottle of Jack Daniel’s. “I gotta question for ya, darlin’. You got a minute?”
*Sook turned to Sam as she dropped off a pitcher of beer to Jason. Smiling at Sam she smiled. Her ponytail bounced as she popped up on her sneakers.* Sure Sam what's up? *She made her way to the bar.* Whatcha need?
Sam rubbed the back of his neck carefully, putting the bottle of Jack down after pouring a couple of shots for Arlene’s table. He knew time was running short for them as Bill Compton started to come around more. He wasn’t anything special, just plain old Sam. “You doing anything tonight?”
*In watching Sam, she waited patiently. He was in contemplation about what to say to her.* You alright, Sam? *It was right then he asked her if she was doing anything this evening. She saw Tara from behind Sam and she made her silent comments about how he liked her.* No I'm not. Well, Bill was gonna meet me. But that doesn't matter. Did ya need me to work late? I can stay if you need me.
— Independent and selective portrayal of Sam Merlotte from True Blood. This is a MDNI blog. Selective replies. 21+ writer. Possible triggers ahead.
“Hey, you.” ( @faeriequeensook ) Sam moved swiftly across the bar as he held a bottle of Jack Daniel’s. “I gotta question for ya, darlin’. You got a minute?”
*Sook turned to Sam as she dropped off a pitcher of beer to Jason. Smiling at Sam she smiled. Her ponytail bounced as she popped up on her sneakers.* Sure Sam what's up? *She made her way to the bar.* Whatcha need?
I am lucky to have a vampire who is there for me when I need him, @valorouscharm​
Bon Temps is truly full of mysyery and mayhem. @faeriequeensook has her hands full. Her pretty little mind is full of secrets. We need to keep an eye on her. Every town needs some juicy gossip. Right?
XOXO, Gossip Girl
I aways have something up my sleeve. I have to with all the supernatural beings coming after me. Thank goodness not all of them can come busting in my house.
And I am so tired of being the base of the gossip in this town. People need to mind their own darn business!
What might you need this time, Eric?
*Sookie saw @valorouscharm and smiled at him for a moment. She then shook her head.* What are you doing here, Eric? Can't you see I'm working. *He always had a tendency bother her when she worked. As though she'd come running. Even if she had made that silly deal with him all those years ago. Damn him and his memory.* You know I can't leave.
*Sam stood at the bar giving Eric Northman a stoic glare.* "I need her tonight, vampire. The bar is busy." *Sam was in some kind of mood.*
Eric, I will meet you at my house at 1:30. You know I won't be late. My car works. You bought it. My old one worked just fine. *She said sarcastically as she flipped around ponytail bouncing as she made her way to the counter to gather food to deliver to table 5.*
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