RP: Making Up for Lost Time

[samantha_drake]

Date: September 27, 2011 | lunch
Characters: Sam Drake, Jake Abernathy
Location: Sam's parents' house, AKA her current residence
Status: Private
Summary: Sam and Jake have a lot to talk about. Might as well be over lunch.
Completion: Incomplete

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[jake_abernathy]

Though Jake visited with her often enough--he tried at least once a week to come over for a little while--it was nice to have a more leisurely lunch. Star was safely in school, and Jake didn't have an afternoon class today. It had been canceled due to professor illness, which gave him some welcome off time to come and visit with Sam as well as run errands.

Luckily there was at least one door to Sam's parents' place that was wheel chair accessible. Or as accessible as it could be. Jake was used to having a harder time navigating some places these days.

He smiled at Sam as she answered the door, reaching out to draw her down into a hug. "Hey there," he said. "How's it going?" he asked as he wheeled slowly inside.

[samantha_drake]

Sam opened the door and let Jake inside, giving him a tight squeeze as he reached for her. At his question, she gave a noncommittal sort of grunt. "I've had bubblier days, but I can't really complain. Relatively healthy, roof over my head, caring family, kick-ass friends." She closed the door and started behind him into the kitchen. "I'm just repeating that mantra a little louder, that's all."

At least she wasn't feeling much weakness today. That might have been the thing that pushed her over the edge. "How are things with you? It's nice getting to break the ritual today." Sunday visits were great, but more often than not they had company. While she loved her family, and his family, it was nice getting time with Jake when she could talk freely. "Nice having the house to myself for a week, too. I told Dad that he and Mom should make cruises a bi-monthly thing." She laughed.

"Drink?" Sam asked, grabbing the glass from his place at the table.

[jake_abernathy]

"Still, I know how it goes. Day could be better," Jake said sympathetically, squeezing her before following her inside. He had all those things and some days were still harder than hard simply because of what had happened to them both.

"Things are all right. School is keeping me busy, Star is keeping me hopping, and I'm keeping myself rather occupied." Though he and Neve had always kept up rather well, he was trying to see her a little more often. It was somewhat time consuming, but he really enjoyed seeing her more often. "I bet you're enjoying it," he said. "Though you'll miss them a bit after awhile, I'm sure."

THough perhaps the difference was that he was used to having his parents around, even if they were occasionally overbearing. But for someone like Sam, he was sure it was a lot worse. "Well, once Drew is out you know you're welcome to the spare room," he told her seriously. "Mm, water, please," he said. "Anything I can do to help?

[samantha_drake]

Sam snorted a laugh. "I wouldn't bet on that bit. They think they're on vacation, but I'm the one getting the break." She loved her parents, and she was honestly grateful for everything they'd done for her lately, but she'd been on her own for far too long to be satisfied with the current living conditions. "Wanna trade?" She laughed again, trying to imagine Jake clashing with her overbearing mother. It was like something out of a sitcom.

"Yeah, I know," she said when he brought up the extra room. "And don't think I'm not sorely tempted." She poked him lightly in the arm. "I just don't want to end up putting you in the same mental category with Mom."

She gestured to the table of barbecue, buns, cole slaw and potatoes. "What you see is what you get. Beyond that, you're on your own. I think Dad and I did pretty well this time around. The sauce is almost perfect." She poured some filtered water from the pitcher in the fridge and sat it in front of Jake before joining him at the table.