Sep 2, 2020
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All I want is puppy Sam back, the Sam that didn't drink demon blood or die or anything like that.
Happy Halloween, Sam. *Sammy whispered as he placed a bag with a pumpkin face on it. It contained a good mix of candies in it, which Sammy was rather proud of. He knew his twin by heart, and even if he had been rejected in front of the whole office, he still loved him in ways he clearly shouldn't.* I... I'll go back to work, now.
Sam looked up from his monitor, first noticing the bag, then raising his gaze to his brother. “Happy Halloween back.” He smiled softly, because Sammy was really quite adorable with that hopeful, tentative expression, with the fact he knew the other had made him something special for Halloween, even if he knew Halloween really wasn’t a holiday he overly enjoyed.
“Wait.” He turned his chair and beckoned to his twin, smile widening. “Show me what’s inside.” He invited, knowing Sammy would know he meant, for him to sit in his lap and open the bag, pointing out what he’d brought him. Work could wait.