Sam Puckett (
hurtingzeebo) wrote2011-11-21 10:30 pm
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Room 402, Monday morning before classes
It was early, and Sam didn't have classes on Mondays, so she was, of course, fast asleep.
"Mmmm . . . you are so hot . . . I think I'm in love . . . you want to . . . okay, just pass the gravy. . . ."
[ooc: for an expected one, up late due to clashing schedules]
"Mmmm . . . you are so hot . . . I think I'm in love . . . you want to . . . okay, just pass the gravy. . . ."
[ooc: for an expected one, up late due to clashing schedules]
no subject
no subject
"See what happens when I'm left alone with her?" he half-whined.
no subject
No, it didn't make a damn lick of sense.
no subject
"I think he must still have the brain of a frog," Carly remarked.
"Does he still have the leeeeegs of a frog?" Spencer added, being Spencer.
"Shush," Carly said.
no subject
Because it was important that Carly and Spencer know that Sam knew that.
no subject
Oh so mature, Benson.
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
"You know, if I didn't know better," Carly said, "I'd swear you two were dating."
no subject
no subject
"Yes," Carly said quickly. "I know very better!"