Re: [Flower Shop: Sam & Dawn]
"Yeah, my moms wasn't big on birth control or whatever," Sam said, unabashed and with a lift of her shoulders. "IDK I have one and that's enough, so I can't imagine 12, yeah? Well, we kinda have two, but one of the girls is from Cris' first marriage, so she's not always here, but, yeah. Twelve." Which was a hella lot, even to Sam's mind. "There was always a lot of noise or whatever, but it was cool. My brothers and me are really close. I mean, we're spread all over the country, and I miss them like fucking crazy, but I wouldn't trade it for the world." Which, yeah, entirely true. "You don't curse much, huh?" Her grin was gappy bright. Yeah, so Leo had found himself a GOOD GIRL, which was adorbs as fuck.
"AWESOME, then you're coming for dinner. I'll tell the others or whatever. They're weird, but you'll like them." Sam meant it, huh? She got a feeling this woman liked people. Like, not sort-of-kinda liked people, but REALLY liked people, and she thought that would be a good addition to their weird little family. "Leo's allowed to be grumpy, but don't tell him I said that." She filled out the forms with sloppy writing and misspelled words, but Sam really didn't pay attention to shit while she was doing it. She kinda just wrote while looking at Dawn and talking, and she handed the papers over with more of the same grin on her lips.
Being nosy came natural to the bounce-wild blonde, and Sam listened while Dawn talked about moving and musicals and comas. "Touring with a musical must be AWESOME. Why did you stop and come here?" She crinkled her nose with evident WTF? But the coma thing sucked, and Sam reached out and, with her usual lack of attention to personal space, she squeezed Dawn's hand. Sam's fingers were warm, since she'd fed recently, and the squeeze was reassuring or whatever. "I'm sorry about the coma and the memories and stuff. Maybe we can all help you make new memories, baby," she offered, and then she withdrew her hand. "I been here for a few years now. I was the size of a fucking beach ball when I came here, and now my kid's about to turn two."