Cece (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} canyouseemenow) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} genome_project, |
Alcohol was also welcomed when you'd just escaped from something completely bizarre. Sam wasn't much of a drinker, but he was pretty big and could handle more than a smaller guy. That said he was only about two and a half beers in. Not too bad.
He doubted he'd run into Emily, but that was neither here nor there. It wouldn't be too weird, and he wasn't heart broken. But if it was all the same to him, he was hoping he wouldn't bump into her anyway, because he was trying to take Mia's advice and be single. And enjoy it. Before someone snatched him up again. The thought made him crack a little smile. He didn't exactly believe there was a line of girls waiting to snatch him up the minute he was free, but it was a nice notion, he supposed.
Speak of the devil--in the nicest way possible, of course--there she was! Sam returned the one arm hug with one of his own. "Hey! You're here!" He grinned, genuinely glad to see her.