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Date Night 1/17
And you managed to get us in here during happy hour and everything... well played. What do you want to start out with? I’ll buy at least the first round, then we can talk about playing for the rest of them. @sirharrisonschuester
Sir, what are your traditions for Christmas that you have with Lucy? I hope there are some things I can join in on, but if not, I would like to know what I could do for you. I've never been a very good gift giver, and it does feel a bit weird to spend what's essentially your money on a gift you might like, when you could easily spend it on something you actually really want... but that said, I'd really like to do something special for you, since you've changed my whole life. @sirharrisonschuester
FTF: So Hunter and Celia are both coming over to my place for dinner tomorrow, so you may just want to spend the night with one of your brothers or something. Plus Celia and I are going to take Nooks to visit my grandparents on Saturday.
FTF: Okay... sounds fun! You can take Akasha too, if you're wanting to. She might like the trip out. Your grandparents' house is pretty bomb.
FTF Samson 9.3
Taking Harrison's hand as he weaved his way through the people walking through the carnival, he ducked in toward a game booth where you had to shoot water into a clown's mouth. He'd never understood the game, and it kind of made him think of watersports, so he didn't turn toward trying to play it. "Do you want to go on another ride? Or play more board walk truth or dare?"
FTF: So... Not gonna lie, I'm not fucking pleased about this.
FTF: ..Exams?
sirharrisonclarington
All In Ruins || Samson FTF 8.18
At the moment, everything felt wrong. How Owen had kicked him out again and left things on a note much worse than they had been, everything with his brother festered and felt like a poison in his veins, and to see his brother dare try to submit to Sam's Harrison when he seemed to want to wreck the rest of Sam's happy life, was like a stab through the heart. He'd had a fit and he was ashamed now, but what was worse than his shame was that Harrison wanted to escort him out of his room, even past curfew. Sam locked himself away in the bathroom, crying as the tub filled up with water. He climbed in and once it was full and off, he leaned on the edge, gazing at a wall as his eyes zoned out, and he thought about the only thing he'd been brave enough to do to punish himself with, and how he deserved it more than ever now. After working himself up to it, he slid underneath the water and braced his hands against the sides, forcing himself down as long as possible, until his head spun and ached like it was being closed in on. He got up and quietly gasped for air, leaning on the tub for a few minutes before he slid back down and did it again.
FTF: So since I'm gay, does that automatically make me Team Fruity in the whole Team Cocoa vs. Team Fruity soccer thing that the Pebbles family of cereals has going on? Also, not to alarm you, but my mom's in the hospital...
FTF: Team... what? .. No one should be forced to be fruity pebbles. Not that they aren't good, or anyth-.. she is? Is she going to be okay?
FTF: Hey, babe. How you feeling now?
FTF: Pain meds... they're a godsend... I wish I could change positions, though...
