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Chris

[ text ]: what [ text ]: right now??? [ text ]: i’m in the middle of a VERY important boss fight, man, don’t do this to me

[text: Brostopher] Yes right now [text: Brostopher] I got my hands on my dad's ride 🚘 [text: Brostopher] Besides I'm already on my way B) [text: Brostopher] Don't leave a bro hanging for a shitty boss fight

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Taking care of him when sick

She’d told him over and over and over again not to go traipsing through the woods without her - hell, normally he listened. But just once, just once she wished Chris actually took her warnings seriously, instead of laughing them off with a jaunty smile and infuriatingly charming comment. Not listening to her, meant things like this happened, and he had no one to blame but himself.

Sam pressed the coldest patch of fabric to the clammy skin of his forehead, mouth drawn into a small, tight frown - at this point she was far more worried about him, than angry. The anger would come later, when he was better again, and she’d rip him a new one for thinking it was a smart idea to hike into the woods on a day that clearly screamed bad weather, without the proper equipment. Honestly, it shouldn’t surprise her that Chris had managed to stumble into one of the worst rainstorms they’d had in the last month - or that the mud had got so ridiculously unstable on the hills. He’d stumbled back into sight hours later, when the rain had all but dried, limping and covered in mud - and rather worryingly, blood.

Now, patched up (it had barely been a scratch, but head wounds bled a lot), and half-passed out under a mountain of blankets and quilts to keep the shivering down, Sam couldn’t stay mad or even say ‘I told you so’. He mumbled and muttered under his breath on and off, when the fever calmed for brief periods of time, and he was mostly coherent when he actually spoke to her - though it was strange things, and probably resembled drunk him more than normal him. Which would be amusing if he wasn’t running a serious temperature.

But she didn’t mind taking care of him, really. Chris was one of her closest friends, and she loved the dork - no matter how stupid he was sometimes. And perhaps it was the protective fire in her chest, but Sam was almost ready to take on the forces of nature for hurting him. She was going to strangle the idiot when he was better, but until then - she was more than content curling up on the floor beside him, holding his hand when the fever got bad, and keeping him stocked up on her rather dodgy looking chicken soup.

Maybe next time he’d wait for her before going on an adventure.

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‘ ah - pardon? I believe you have me confused for somebody else; my name is Ahkmmenrah. ‘

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[ text ; draft ; 2:50am ] i thignk ti might bme ni loave wiht you

he doesn’t remember much of last night, but he does remember he drank a lot; and he’d found a message he’s relieved he didn’t manage to send. when he is fully awake he does realize just how much his head hurts. since the day he’d had his first hangover he’d learned the best way to rid oneself of it; drinking more. so he takes his time, wakes up in some stranger’s house, and pops a beer out of their fridge before wandering down the street.