#-- samuel

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Hottest guys in town?

“We’re really gonna’ go there, huh? @owensfitzpatrick; @carlosilvx, @samuel-dryden, @evercttcole, @kevhoffman and that one guy that runs the hot dog stall downtown. When it’s four am and I’m seeing double, he’s the only guy for me. I’d rather choke on it but, add @feliksmarinov and @rxmeos​

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fmk romeo feliks sam

“I’ll do you a deal, I’ll spend the next few years overdosing on caffeine with Sam and maybe like, a quick over the pants joy ride if you let me kill both Feliks and Romeo. Final offer…It’s all or bust.”

@samuel-dryden; @feliksmarinov; @rxmeos

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@samuel-dryden​ location: Sam’s home

After everything, Elena might have like to think she was shocked when after two hours of already being in the office that morning, Sam was yet to show up. Not immediately worrying, but certainly out of sorts for the him in the length of time she’d worked for him. With everything that had swept the town from it’s feet, it was perhaps a little more understandable and kept her from taking too many drastic measures. After several unanswered phone calls, Elena went the extra step to move around the remainder of his meetings and conference calls for the next two days, forwarding everything else to her own cell, she left with the full intention of stopping by his place before calling around to see if anyone had heard from him.  Despite having her own key for emergencies and those times she’d taken up the spare room after late nights, Elena knocked several times to no avail. Questionable, considering his car was still sitting in the drive. With the internal agreement that she’d just pop her head in to check, she let herself in and lingered a little in the front foyer, “Sam? Sam, you here?” Noise from deeper within the house bringing a simple sigh of patent relief as she made her way towards the kitchen, heels clicking against the flooring loudly. “I tried to call you when you didn’t show this morning..”

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@samuel-dryden​

Location: Charlotte Hospital Emergency Room. date: tuesday 10th

“You’re doing it again.” Elena muttered beneath her breath, not willing to make too much of a scene among those waiting, however, the incessant sound of Sam pacing back an forth before her was enough to drive a nun to insanity. While stream lining candy might have been bad enough, the smell of another bag of skittles alone might have tipped her over the edge, the pacing had always bothered her. Where she might have seen his worry the moment he’d received the phone call, Elena had been well aware that it lingered well before hand. Too close to the man after so many year to not understand the small, near impossible to notice ticks that told her how deeply buried his concern for others lay. “Come on,” she stood, slinging her bag over her shoulder, “You need air.” Statement, not a question as she looked up at him, pointedly. “The nurse has my number, she’ll call if anything happens. You can spare five minutes.”