Sam's Apartment--Boulder, Colorado--O Dark Thirty

[carter_i_am]

One of Sam's very favorite activities was drinking her first mug of coffee in bed on Sunday mornings. The problem with this now was that she had to get up, dressed, and looking semi-presentable in case she ran into Cameron in the kitchen or living room

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[cameronmitchell]

Cameron hadn't been practicing to be a mime. He doubted he ever would want to be one. As far as he knew, any sane person wouldn't want to be a mime.

He did however like milk and he'd been quietly reading when he realised he wouldn't mind a glass. He hadn't really expected Sam to already be up when he stumbled into the kitchen in nothing but boxers and a t-shirt. A USAF one too. Funny that.

"Morning."

[carter_i_am]

Sam's yelp of surprise as she turned around was hardly one encouraged by the SGC, the USAF, or General Jacob Carter. "Gah!"

"Uh, I mean morning." She cleared her throat and tried to smooth down her hair. "Sleep okay?"

[cameronmitchell]

It was so tempting to laugh at her expression, but then he was busy trying not to notice anything beside the t-shirt. Still, there was a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. "I can't complain."

[carter_i_am]

"I was, um, just getting some coffee," she pointed at the still-brewing coffee pot, "I'm sorry if I woke you."