"Guess not." Sam sighed and then nodded his head, shifting up the bed as he slid down and let his head hit the pillow. "My brain is conked and I'm just -- I don't know. I need to close my eyes." He had to somehow process Barty, Cheon, his work and his body all at once and nothing was sinking in or coming together.
"When you go, turn the TV on, will you?" Sam liked sleeping with it on. He didn't like silence much, in all honest.
"Aye, I will." Barty wondered whether he could actually leave Sam alone. Maybe after he'd finished making him the tea he'd started on before and he'd make sure he'd actually drink it. And maybe if he made sure someone would watch this building, just in case.
"When you wake up, Sam, make sure to remember what a perfect gentleman I've been." No kissing, not making a move, not taking advantage. Truly, he was a noble hero. "Takes a lot to get this stuff out of your system. Text me when you're struggling. Maybe I can help."
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"When you go, turn the TV on, will you?" Sam liked sleeping with it on. He didn't like silence much, in all honest.
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"When you wake up, Sam, make sure to remember what a perfect gentleman I've been." No kissing, not making a move, not taking advantage. Truly, he was a noble hero. "Takes a lot to get this stuff out of your system. Text me when you're struggling. Maybe I can help."