[ truthfully, sam has been fighting himself since he found out about jayce's disappearance. part of him wanted to show up at viktor's that day, knowing how hard it was to have someone just disappear like that, and knowing that viktor would probably be dealing with a lot. on the other hand, though, sam also understood that sometimes it takes a little time for the shock to wear off. that not everyone wants people around when that sort of shit happens.
this back and forth goes on for a bit, which is why - when sam does finally arrive - it's in some nebulous in-between time. he knocks all the same before stepping inside, the box where he keeps his wings in both hands. the workshop isn't in complete dissaray, necessarily, but he still hears the we're closed yelled from the back room. sam may or may not take a moment to see the chaos of it all, feeling a worried sort of curl in his gut as he does. ]
Viktor, my man! [ sam calls back, a bit louder as he sets the box down on the least chaotic table space he can find, and pulls off the bag hanging from one shoulder. ] I brought food!
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this back and forth goes on for a bit, which is why - when sam does finally arrive - it's in some nebulous in-between time. he knocks all the same before stepping inside, the box where he keeps his wings in both hands. the workshop isn't in complete dissaray, necessarily, but he still hears the we're closed yelled from the back room. sam may or may not take a moment to see the chaos of it all, feeling a worried sort of curl in his gut as he does. ]
Viktor, my man! [ sam calls back, a bit louder as he sets the box down on the least chaotic table space he can find, and pulls off the bag hanging from one shoulder. ] I brought food!