Who: Sam (Marrow) and Phoebe (Toad) What: He's relaxing and she's hanging around...literally Where: Sisterhood hideout, sitting area When: Late afternoon/Early evening Rating: TBD Status: Incomplete and closed
Was there a way to be any more bored than this? Sam thought not. Sure, there was always going out, but why was there never anything to do when he stayed back in the hideout. Well, other than rant about how much he hated Banshee and her stupid cat, or doing whatever Magnetra wanted him to do. Actually, he'd just helped her take care of those special "needs" just the other night. Hey, she was hot for an older woman! And who was he to say no to the leader of the Sisterhood? Exactly. He'd help her with those needs whenever she wanted him to. There was no denying that it was just as enjoyable for him as it was for her. But now it was a new day and he was bored all over again.
His large frame was taking up most of the space on the sofa as he lounged, hands back behind his head. Jo was nowhere to be found, not that she would be giving him what he wanted anytime soon. Banshee was still hot, but way too psycho. Waverly creeped him out and Bruiser was off probably bothering someone or another. Vagrant...yeah he knew the deal with him too. So who did that leave, exactly? Phoebe. The amazingly green and yet still attractive woman he also liked spending time with. Especially when that time was filled with more than just conversation and flirting.
Sam yawned idly, stretching a little bit. "I wonder where she is anyway?" Maybe he could convince her to partake in a little fun with him. After all, she hadn't hesitated the last few times.