01-28-2020, 08:37 PM
It wasn't like something wasn't encapsulating Sam's mind as well.
The itch, the burn. It was a yawning void of need, almost, and Sam knew very well what it was. It was faster approaching then it had been with the greaser- faster then she wanted it to be, maybe. She had her reservations. The last time this had happened, not a week later they had lost each other. She couldn't let it happen again. If she did lean into this, and mind you this was a constant battle (whether she would lean into it or not), she wouldn't let herself be torn away from Goldie. Not for the world.
Goldie had invited her, and of course Sam was going to say yes. She wasn't sure what exactly they'd be eating, but it wasn't like the still-slightly-malnourished doecat was going to say no. Food was food. So here came Sam, troping through the woods, looking a little bit healthier then her last, well, they're last.. sleepover. She cleared her throat as she approached the rather nervous looking tiger, tilting her head a little bit. Just hanging out with a friend. Just hanging out with a friend.
Sam cleared her throat. "I brought some stuff to uh.. have overnight. In case we didn't travel back today." She had a satchel at her side, clipped on. It looked like it just carried a blanket and a pack of smokes, and a lighter. But, yknow, that was Sam. She gave Goldie a small smile, trying not to look like she was about to explode with nervousness herself.
"SPEECH"
The itch, the burn. It was a yawning void of need, almost, and Sam knew very well what it was. It was faster approaching then it had been with the greaser- faster then she wanted it to be, maybe. She had her reservations. The last time this had happened, not a week later they had lost each other. She couldn't let it happen again. If she did lean into this, and mind you this was a constant battle (whether she would lean into it or not), she wouldn't let herself be torn away from Goldie. Not for the world.
Goldie had invited her, and of course Sam was going to say yes. She wasn't sure what exactly they'd be eating, but it wasn't like the still-slightly-malnourished doecat was going to say no. Food was food. So here came Sam, troping through the woods, looking a little bit healthier then her last, well, they're last.. sleepover. She cleared her throat as she approached the rather nervous looking tiger, tilting her head a little bit. Just hanging out with a friend. Just hanging out with a friend.
Sam cleared her throat. "I brought some stuff to uh.. have overnight. In case we didn't travel back today." She had a satchel at her side, clipped on. It looked like it just carried a blanket and a pack of smokes, and a lighter. But, yknow, that was Sam. She gave Goldie a small smile, trying not to look like she was about to explode with nervousness herself.
"SPEECH"
LEND ME YOUR HAND AND
WE'LL CONQUER THEM ALL
[size=9pt]BUT LEND ME YOUR HEART AND I'LL JUST LET YOU FALL —— INFO
WE'LL CONQUER THEM ALL
[size=9pt]BUT LEND ME YOUR HEART AND I'LL JUST LET YOU FALL —— INFO