closed starter for viv fonseca ! ( @viv-fonseca ) location ; outside of viv’s place, downtown !
Somewhere between asking one of her coworkers if she could borrow their truck for a night and texting Viv to ask her if she wanted to do something as painfully cheesy as spend a night stargazing with her-- Sam had to face the moderately uncomfortable fact that she was going to be disappointed if Viv turned her down. That alone had been enough to give the archaeologist pause, enough to inspire a welling panic that was only soothed when she called her mother and the older woman assured her that she was allowed to want to get close to people; that not everyone intended to wound her heart irreparably. Sam had accepted that at face value; it wasn’t as though she knew Viv all that well-- in spite of the time they’d spent together Sam was aware that she knew remarkably little about the other woman-- at least where anything other than surface level facts were concerned. Not that she’d been all that eager to share the more painful parts of her past with Viv in turn, but the notion that she wanted to was enough to make Sam realize she was completely screwed. “Whatever,” Sam muttered to herself, leaning against the borrowed truck as she waited for Viv to appear. “Just gotta be... patient.” Her nose wrinkled as the word left her lips-- patience wasn’t a quality Sam had in droves and she was about to test it rather thoroughly, by all accounts.