Re: Park: Cris/Sam
[He laughed, angry, and turned away from Sam and Joey to walk a few feet. He wanted to slam his palms to the sidesa his head, but he knew how Sam would react, so he didn't. He didn't. He just stood there, looking at the green park, so fucking angry.] I thought it was about ME. [He laughed again, running a hand backward, from nape to crown, hard and rough through his hair.] It's about—it's not. It's about fuckin' stability. GREAT. [He rounded.] I'll keep the fuckin' job, okay? I don't care what happens. I'll stay there. Is that what you want?