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Sophie Devereaux [Leverage] ([info]worstactressevr) wrote in [info]utr_logs,
@ 2009-05-13 20:51:00

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Entry tags:sam ford, sophie devereaux

Who: Sam Ford and Sophie Devereaux
Where: Her flat
When: Afternoon
What: Someone's breaking in, and it's not her.
Warnings: Naw.

Sophie had been working all sorts of hours at the theatre getting ready for the play. It was weighing on her mind, all the things she still needed to get done before the show was a bit of a distraction. At least, that would be her excuse for why she didn't pick up on the hard-to-notice yet telltale signs that someone else had entered her flat.

Dropping her tote on the floor near the door, She closed the door behind her and turned toward her living room, a single brow lifting as she saw Sam in her sofa, eating her ice cream.

"Well well. Good afternoon, darling."



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[info]worstactressevr
2009-05-15 06:30 pm UTC (link)
"And when is a good time, love? When is enough enough? He needs to get out of this wallowing... thing he does." She sighed, leaning back in her seat, taking a deep breath.

"I can only watch him kill so many things at once, Sam..."

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[info]treated
2009-05-15 07:41 pm UTC (link)
He could tell her he was fine. He could tell her it wasn't killing him. He could tell her that whatever he was feeling, his dad must have it ten times worse. But he didn't know how convincing he could be with any of that. "Sophie, please. I trust you. I come to you when I can't tak to Dad. Please. You can do whatever you can to help him, or whatever just.. He can't know that this is bothering me." He been trying so hard to hide it.

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[info]worstactressevr
2009-05-15 08:23 pm UTC (link)
"... Fine."

She was going to regret it... she could tell. She could already feel this decision biting her later, but it meant a lot to him... and it wasn't as if she didn't know any other way to handle things. "I shan't mention you, talking to you, or that it's bothering you. I will, however, feel free to keep asking him how things are going, and getting him to talk. And maybe... I don't know... knock it the hell off, useless though my attempts may be. Fair?"

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[info]treated
2009-05-15 09:09 pm UTC (link)
"Thank you, Sophie," he said emphatically. He leaned in and hugged her, then rested his head on her shoulder. "Knocking sense into him is good. I want him to get better." Sam just didn't want to make him feel worse in the process.

"You might want to give me a key, though. One of your neighbors was giving me the evil eye."

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[info]worstactressevr
2009-05-15 09:26 pm UTC (link)
"You're welcome doll." Sophie returned the hug, dropping another light kiss onto the top of his brow. "I want him to get better too. I'm working on it."

Laughing as he talked about her neighbor, she nudged him lightly. "I could do that. Or I could change the lock and security code, claiming I've no idea who you are..."

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[info]treated
2009-05-15 10:47 pm UTC (link)
Sam laughed. "You're evil," he said, swatting her playfully. "I'm learning a trade. Shouldn't you be encouraging that?" he teased. He had no intention of going into B&E professionally.

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[info]worstactressevr
2009-05-15 10:51 pm UTC (link)
"And what better way to encourage than offer a harder challenge?" She grinned, pointing toward the entry table. "Left drawer, in the glass dish... the blue key. Does this mean I need to start using sock-on-knob technology if I've a date?"

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[info]treated
2009-05-15 11:13 pm UTC (link)
"A challenge is fine, but you're the one explaining to Dad why I got arrested." He stood up, following her directions to the key. He slipped it into his pocket. "I just won't come over if Dad's over," he said, blatantly ignoring the possibility of her having a date with anyone except his father. As far as Sam was concerned, Sophie and Nate were 'meant to be.'

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[info]worstactressevr
2009-05-15 11:18 pm UTC (link)
"Trust me darling... if you did, there's nothing you'd see that couldn't make it into a Disney film." Sophie offered a wry smile. "Unless you count a mean game of Scrabble. Such a stickler for rules, your father."

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[info]treated
2009-05-17 12:40 pm UTC (link)
"Yeah, yeah," he said, smirking. "I really don't want to know," he teased.

"If you want, we could go over lines," It was a sacrifice, but it was the least he could do to thank her.

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[info]worstactressevr
2009-05-17 01:45 pm UTC (link)
"No, no... I'm good. I don't want to spoil the play for you. I'm sure you've got homework waiting." She shooed him lightly, with a smile. "Begone, and I'll see you next week, if not sooner."

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[info]treated
2009-05-17 05:00 pm UTC (link)
"Pfft, school." He shoved his hands in his pocket, starting toward the door. "Pretty soon I'll be done with finals and you won't be able to use that as an excuse." He wouldn't either, unfortunately. Homework was an easy excuse to get out of awkward conversations or rehearsal with Sophie. Before leaving, he walked back to Sophie and hugged her without waiting for her to stand up, arms wrapping around the shoulders as he kissed the top of her head.

"I'll see you later, Sophie."

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