Sam Caulfield won't be a damsel-in-distress (givemethechild) wrote in musingslogs, @ 2010-11-02 02:03:00 |
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Entry tags: | rorschach, sarah williams |
Who: Sam and ‘Kovacks’ (AKA Rory)
What: A misunderstanding thanks to Toby leads to one of Musings’ most tripped out conversations. Oh and Rory hunted down Dante.
Where: Hamartia 505
When: Around the time of this and the posting of this.
Warnings: Swearing. Awkward. Hilarity. Sam failing at life.
Even though last night Rory had been an excellent not-brother with ice cream, sympathy, offering to beat-up Jerkface, he’d completed a few evils. The first was suggesting breaking Jerkface’s pinky figures. The second was saying he couldn’t trust her. The third somehow managed to be the worst of all.
How the hell did Mrs. Randall know who Rory was? When Rory wouldn’t even tell her? Sam didn’t even read all the way through Toby’s message, slamming the laptop lid down as she debated punching something. This wasn’t fair at all. Toby was some weird ass lady downstairs who was too protective of her daughter and was weird. She wasn’t someone you could trust with real names. Sam, was obviously, more important and trustworthy.
Why couldn’t have Rory told her?
There was the sound of the door opening on the other end of the apartment and Sam shot up. Hunting for Dante was completely forgotten as she stomped out of her room, not even waiting for him to shut the door. “WHO THE FUCKING HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE KOVACKS? HUH?”