Sam: . . I know now's not the time to ask but uh . . Where am I sleeping? should I sleep on the floor or the couch or . . Where?
Damien: You can have my bed-I don't tend to sleep much anyway.
Sam: i- ok then. -twitches- should I go to bed now or . . -lol s o awkward-
Damien stiffens and presses his hand over Sam's mouth
Sam:??
Damien sighs
Damien: For trained professionals, you're not very quiet. C'mon out...
Sam: .
max: -just kinda walks underneath the couch.-
Three people slip out from the shadows, where they were blending in perfectly
???: You always were a natural at this, Dames. Shame though-
She looks at Sam
???: Seems you're going soft...
Sam: . . Excuse me for a moment. -he walks into another room and yells in frustration, then comes back- :|
Max: -mind: dang bitch, chill-
One of the other people comes to get you, and Damien pins their arm behind their back
Damien: I'm not gonna let you hurt him- he's an innocent!
