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@samevans-wmu: 30 Days of Night freaked out 10yr old me!
Same. I mean we probably weren't the intended audience at that time anyways, but the shit scarred me. It also taught me to stay out of Alaska since there really is a town there that goes dark for a whole month every year. That's just too creepy, right?
Sam bounced over and looked at Kiyotaka "so what exactly is a moral compass? Anyways hi my name is Sam Weaver, ultimate knitter!" @threaded-porcelain
“Well it’s a pleasure to meet you Sam! And I’d be happy to answer! My job as moral compass simply means I make sure everyone is following the rules and making moral choices!”
// @threaded-porcelain
School had just ended and Layla was headed out to the parking lot to meet Leighton but as she closed her locker she saw a person encased in a soft glow she was more than sick of seeing. She took a breath in her chest lifting and she grew an inch or so as she walked up to them with a determined look, “Can you stop looking at me?” she asked. @samxcarlisle
TEXT MESSAGES ✉ SITTY.
Kitty: Hey, I'm at the airport now, didn't want to wake you up.
Kitty: I love you and I'll miss you.
Kitty: Make sure you feed Oakley. Or give him away. Either or.
Rory, hey! Sucks you get to the school and next thing you know we’re blanketed in darkness! I promise it’s not always like this!
Hey there! It's okay. I won't lie about it bein' a little odd, but I guess it's a good way to meet new people and get to know people, ya? How are ya dealin' with this, lad?
She’d spent most of the morning in bed, dozing on and off with the curtains pulled tight. Now the girl sat curled up in bed, laptop showing some film she’d decided on and a mug of hot tea warming her fingertips as she struggled not to nod off once more. Kaia wasn’t wallowing, that would be the wrong word for it all. She was just...existing for the day, trying not to reflect too hard on the day and what it meant, where she’d been and where she was now.
With her roommate out for the foreseeable rest of the day, the morning and early afternoon had been spent in relative silence. It was peaceful in a way, even if she pushed down the slight ache in her chest at the reminder of all the quiet in her life. And just as she thought of the silence again---a knock. She wondered momentarily if she’d postmated food and forgotten, but that didn’t seem likely.Her mug met the nightstand, green eyes glancing down to find she seemed acceptable enough for company. Leggings, oversized sweater, fuzzy slipper socks. Her hair was a bit of a wreck, haphazardly piled on her head but it’d do. Rubbing her eyes with one hand and answering with another, her voice laced in confusion at the sight of --- “Sam?”
Kaia tried to wrack her tired mind and came up blank once again. “Did I forget we were doing something? I’m sorry.” | @srosenstock
SITTY → [UN]HAPPILY MARRIED.
Kitty was in a bad mood. Not her usual, permanent, bad mood which was bad enough alone. She was in an even worse mood than usual. Christmas was always a bitter holiday for Kitty, she had been swamped with work and then got holiday time off meaning that she couldn’t use work to run away from her husband. On top of all that, her father was visiting so things had to be even more perfect then they usually were, if at all possible. The day had been good, with gift opening, Christmas meals that she had to cook. Sam had occupied her father with his impressions and although it infuriated Kitty to no ends, her father seemed entertained enough, which was useful while Kitty was trying to do ten things at once.
Her hands were wrapped tightly around her glass of red wine, her body shape hugging the Christmas dress she wore. She couldn’t help but sigh inaudibly, her gaze falling to the house next door through the window. She wondered what Finn was doing, but she wouldn’t dare ask him. He was probably busy with his wife - hopefully with his shirt on - and there was nothing Kitty could really do. It was strictly sexual, and she was married too. She loved her husband. Didn’t she? It was stupid to feel anything for Finn. When Sam entered the kitchen, it startled her so much she nearly spilled her wine. She turned around from staring out the window and cleared her throat. It was almost time for bed, and Kitty was thanking the Lord in the back of her mind. “Is my father gone to bed?” she asked her husband as bluntly as humanly possible.
escortservicessam replied to your post:what would you do if one day while you're doing stuff with Chris he moans Sebastian's name instead of yours?
Strangely enough, moaning out someone’s elses name is’t indicative of who they want. Actually.
it doesn't make it any better... but thanks for trying...
