@chvmpiions asked: “I’m glad you’re here. Truly.” (meme HERE)
“Hmm. I told myself not to come many times before getting here.” No greeting, no embrace, Nattie walked through the door to his apartment, hands in her hoodie. She hadn’t spoken or had any contact with Sam--- and with good reason, since the night that made her look over her shoulder multiple times a day like a paranoid maniac. To this day he stood by his argument that he was saving her. Hmph. Some protection. “So what did you call me here for? Haven’t you wasted enough of my time in the past already?” She wasn’t cut out for bullshit or excuses today.











