.get.to.know.me.

.sam has just gotten finished with ordering coffee for the two of them. coffee, with lots of foam -- might i add. them... gaia and him, sam... he sort of liked the sound of that. ( probably a little too much. ) fumbling for words of his own after handing the coffee to her, sam just sort of lost himself while watching her and thinking about what the hell to say. he didn't want to sound like a freak and reveal his whole feelings to her; 'how could i say no, gaia? i can't ever get you out of my head...' but then again, he didn't want to sound cold; 'oh, well... ya... i wanted to go to a club anyways.' fuck... what the hell was he supposed to say? for the time, sam let a smile filter itself onto his lips -- curving them pleasantly at the corners, even though he really wasn't feeling like smiling because he was so damned worried 'bout what the hell to say back to her... finally, with an inward shrug, sam mustered up some words for gaia,

"You have to dance with me, you're not allowed to say no..."

Chuckling quietly now, he leaned over to her ear and murmured,

"I would have never said no..."

see? that wasn't so bad, now was it sam?

yes, yes... it was. it really was... sam stood there shocked. okay, so he'd just managed to look like an obsessive freak, and partly betray heather in one whole minute.

wow... looks like it's time we move sam up into bad-ass kindergarten.