44 Blueberry Hill, Library, Thursday Night
Sam was sitting in front of his computer, staring at a list he'd made a few days ago and trying to figure out if he'd forgotten anything on it, or if he'd forgotten to put something on the list in the first place.
He thought he'd gotten everything taken care of, but he couldn't be sure. Planning a private party really shouldn't be this stressful . . .
[OOC: For sleepswthdemons, and convo specifics NFB please?]
He thought he'd gotten everything taken care of, but he couldn't be sure. Planning a private party really shouldn't be this stressful . . .
[OOC: For sleepswthdemons, and convo specifics NFB please?]