talk to me, baby
Who: Sam and GuDavid
What: Guy's name is not Guy. Sam wants to know what's up with that.
When: Monday evening
Where: David's place
He'd thought about writing more. Even had the pen in hand hovering over the paper for a while. But he'd been scared, or confused, or maybe there just wasn't a point because they would be seeing each other tonight. He'd get the answers he wanted then, maybe. Or maybe David still wouldn't be able to speak.
Of course, Sam can't tell which prospect makes him more ill at ease. Typical.
He knocks out the first half of the code they worked out on the door, and waits for the return knock before letting himself in.
What: Guy's name is not Guy. Sam wants to know what's up with that.
When: Monday evening
Where: David's place
He'd thought about writing more. Even had the pen in hand hovering over the paper for a while. But he'd been scared, or confused, or maybe there just wasn't a point because they would be seeing each other tonight. He'd get the answers he wanted then, maybe. Or maybe David still wouldn't be able to speak.
Of course, Sam can't tell which prospect makes him more ill at ease. Typical.
He knocks out the first half of the code they worked out on the door, and waits for the return knock before letting himself in.