I recall last time we met, you said we'd meet again

[prettymorlock]

WHO: Sally and Sam
WHAT: milkshakes and flying
WHERE: The Arthur and then elsewhere
WHEN: Today!
WARNINGS: IDK there might be some sadness, who knows with these two
SUMMARY: Sam told Sally last week that he'd take her out for milkshakes and flying. Now he's keeping his promise.

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[ahhmahgawd]

Sam landed down on the grass when he arrived, finally feeling back to normal. His powers were working, but he was a little nervous about using them with someone else. He was scared he'd crash, but he wouldn't let the fear show. He needed to push himself to do it.

He approached her with a smile, wearing his goggles. "Hey there."

[prettymorlock]

"Hey, Sam," she tried to smile, but it didn't quite form so she kept tucking back her hair. "You're looking a lot better. Are you feeling better?"

She hoped he was, and that Roberto was as well.

[ahhmahgawd]

"Yeah. Back in shape, n'all that."

In other words, physically, but he wasn't talking about emotionally.

"Y'ready to go?"

[prettymorlock]

Sally considered what he said for a moment. 'In shape' didn't neccessarily mean better all around, but it was a start. Who was she to judge or push when she was wrestling with her own demons.

"I'm ready," she assured as she rose and stepped toward him. "We're going flying right?"

It had only been a week since he had offered, but it seemed so much longer. Time was weird when you were grieving.