*Sam had been napping after being out late the night before - a date with the same girl - when he heard Quinn's beautiful singing. He loved the way his friend sang. Biting down on his bottom lip as he rolled off of the bed, Sam hovered around his window, perching on the frame to listen. Taylor Swift. He loved her music. This song was one of his favorites, even. A little quirk of his lips and he got hold of his flash light to shine it repeatedly towards her to try to get her attention.*
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She'll probably pass no worries. I'll be fine. I'll probably see you when I get back.
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