.get.to.know.me.

.holy shit... holy shit... holy shit...

.sam hadn't realised it yet, but the replaying words 'holy' and 'shit' were coming from his mind. yes, 'holy shit' was right, sam decided. holy shit was right because gaia, gaia moore -- the girl who was literally pasted into sam's head, the girl who distracted him from everythig else -- including his own girlfriend, was asking him to go and hang out... he had to be calm about this, and think out a logical, smart answer instead of one that would make him look like a babbling idiot. in about a minute, sam conjured up a reply that was decent enough and listened to himself as it tumbled from his lips and into the silence that surrounded them,

"oh ya? a club? sure, i'm with you on that one, s'long as we definetly have coffee first."

okay, that had sounded pretty retarded, but sam supposed it was decent enough 'since he was literally buzzing with excitement right now and could barely hear himself think... sam's lips curled into a slight smile as he pulled his broad hand through his ginger-colored hair, all the while thinking solely about how he, sam moon, would get to spend the whole night with gaia... that was a hard concept to grasp, 'specially since he practically worshiped the girl, without her even knowing it... sam knew he needed to stop thinking about the club and all, simply because it was driving him over-the-edge-with-happiness. sam extended a hand towards the coffee shop door, and pulled it open in one swift movement. with a smile still on his face he gestured for gaia to go through. obviously, sam was in a gentleman-like mood right now, and was hoping it might impress gaia just a sliver.

"you first..."