[drags himself out of bed, rubbing at his eyes & pushing at the hair falling into his eyes]
Need... coffee...
[stumbles out into the hall, walking down the stairs, completely oblivious that the boxers & tank top he fell asleep in got defabricated. Sam walks into the kitchen, blindly going for the cabinet where his mug is, & pouring himself some
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Sputters, then turns on her heel and walks out]
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Morning to you too?
[still completely unaware of his nakedness]
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[glances down]
Ooooh.
[blushes, smiling sheepishly, gratefully taking the sheet & tucking it around his waist]
Thanks. & er, sorry about that.
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[blushing still, sipping his coffee slowly]
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Don't you hate it too?
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I haven't thought 'bout that, really. Too many other things on my mind.
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Oh, well, yeah. A lot of things have happened.
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