[ the truth is, sam and julie probably ran into each other a couple of times over the course of the party. he would have seen her when she walked in and set up her open bar, would have probably come by for a drink at some point. but the truth of it is that they probably haven't actually sat down and talked yet - for a variety of reasons, maybe.
all that means, though, is that it's nightfall by the time sam is able to come find her. her smile is infectious when he finally does, and as he walks up next to the chair she's curled up in, he offers her whatever baked good he'd picked up off the table on the way over. he's grinning, too, and settles into the chair next to her, getting comfortable around the fire. ]
That punch of yours was a hit, apparently.
[ it's said with both some chiding - he's already said his piece about kids getting alcohol and how everyone needs to keep themselves together. he's been a spoilsport too much, already. it's late. he can calm down. which also means that maybe his tone suggests he's had a little bit of it, himself. like he may just appreciate the fact she showed up with the exact kind of energy he had wanted to bring.
he takes a long drink from his bottle, settling back in his chair and giving the kind of exhale that makes it obvious that he thinks the party went off well enough. that he's pleased with the results. ]
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all that means, though, is that it's nightfall by the time sam is able to come find her. her smile is infectious when he finally does, and as he walks up next to the chair she's curled up in, he offers her whatever baked good he'd picked up off the table on the way over. he's grinning, too, and settles into the chair next to her, getting comfortable around the fire. ]
That punch of yours was a hit, apparently.
[ it's said with both some chiding - he's already said his piece about kids getting alcohol and how everyone needs to keep themselves together. he's been a spoilsport too much, already. it's late. he can calm down. which also means that maybe his tone suggests he's had a little bit of it, himself. like he may just appreciate the fact she showed up with the exact kind of energy he had wanted to bring.
he takes a long drink from his bottle, settling back in his chair and giving the kind of exhale that makes it obvious that he thinks the party went off well enough. that he's pleased with the results. ]
You get enough to eat?