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Sam/Narim in two hundred wordsbethosJuly 21 2004, 17:59:40 UTC
Sam Carter snapped her cell phone shut in exasperation and laid it down beside her breakfast tray.
"Trouble in paradise?" Daniel asked with a half-smirk, his fork poised to strike.
"Oh, he's just sulking. He'll get over it," said Sam, rolling her eyes. She cut her waffle into quarters and buttered them each individually.
“Sulking? Over a trip to the vet?” Daniel blinked.
Sam nodded. "So I told him I'd take care of it for him. It was the least I could do. I mean, I'm apparently the one who cares what happens to the carpets ..."
Jack's brow creased, his frosted Mini-Wheats forgotten for the moment. "He survived the destruction of his entire planet, but taking his cat to be neutered makes him nervous?"
A blush touched Sam's cheeks. "Well, Schrödinger means a lot to him ..." she said. "He's had him for forever." She ran her hands through her short blond hair. Jack tried to ignore the glitter of diamond and white gold on her ring finger.
"Has anyone ever told you you have very strange taste in men?" Jack asked, a little more snidely than he meant to.
Sam raised her eyebrows at him. "Not recently," she said sweetly.
"Trouble in paradise?" Daniel asked with a half-smirk, his fork poised to strike.
"Oh, he's just sulking. He'll get over it," said Sam, rolling her eyes. She cut her waffle into quarters and buttered them each individually.
“Sulking? Over a trip to the vet?” Daniel blinked.
Sam nodded. "So I told him I'd take care of it for him. It was the least I could do. I mean, I'm apparently the one who cares what happens to the carpets ..."
Jack's brow creased, his frosted Mini-Wheats forgotten for the moment. "He survived the destruction of his entire planet, but taking his cat to be neutered makes him nervous?"
A blush touched Sam's cheeks. "Well, Schrödinger means a lot to him ..." she said. "He's had him for forever." She ran her hands through her short blond hair. Jack tried to ignore the glitter of diamond and white gold on her ring finger.
"Has anyone ever told you you have very strange taste in men?" Jack asked, a little more snidely than he meant to.
Sam raised her eyebrows at him. "Not recently," she said sweetly.
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