[ sam has been busy - but that much is to be expected. not only is sam's general state among the city one that keeps him moving, he now has to add in the holidays. which, in retrospect, makes it sound like it is something sam is forced into and not something her actively takes part in. the festival of enlightenment has its own charm, but where it concerns holidays, where it concerns his life here, there are certain things he refuses to let go of. the inn is up and running in its newly renovated state, and for that he's relieved. it's nice to feel like something is done before starting the next - the next being the welcome and holiday party.
he knows geralt has returned to cadens, had his minor check in to make sure everything was alright, and then they continued on with their ways. again, sam was busy, and he was certain geralt had some catching up to do after his jail stint. still, making it up to his apartment and finding geralt already inside was both a surprise and somehow wholly unsurprising that sam can't help but laugh. ]
Welcome back. [ he says at first, because he might as well poke a little fun at geralt's more-annoying-than-serious stint out in the mines.
with a bit of a huff, sam heaves a few large bags onto the new dining room table - the supplies for the food he'll be prepping for the rest of the evening. with the welcome party tomorrow, there's a lot of work left to be done - he's thankful that jesper, hilda, and diana have taken over the core of the decorating. that leaves sam with...well. the food. a task made much easier with his new kitchen. honestly, sam had been looking forward to this part of the process, and seeing geralt here just has him grinning. even better. ] You're just in time- I need someone to chop basically... all of this. [ he gestures to the pile of groceries nearly falling off the table in front of him.
he's about to ask about if geralt could grab him a beer of his own when sam's eyes fall to the kitchen counter. ] Oh- you brought presents? [ sam doesn't waste any time in walking over and peeling back the wrappings to see what's inside, eyes lighting up when he sees the pig. oh, oh he has plans for this. ]
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he knows geralt has returned to cadens, had his minor check in to make sure everything was alright, and then they continued on with their ways. again, sam was busy, and he was certain geralt had some catching up to do after his jail stint. still, making it up to his apartment and finding geralt already inside was both a surprise and somehow wholly unsurprising that sam can't help but laugh. ]
Welcome back. [ he says at first, because he might as well poke a little fun at geralt's more-annoying-than-serious stint out in the mines.
with a bit of a huff, sam heaves a few large bags onto the new dining room table - the supplies for the food he'll be prepping for the rest of the evening. with the welcome party tomorrow, there's a lot of work left to be done - he's thankful that jesper, hilda, and diana have taken over the core of the decorating. that leaves sam with...well. the food. a task made much easier with his new kitchen. honestly, sam had been looking forward to this part of the process, and seeing geralt here just has him grinning. even better. ] You're just in time- I need someone to chop basically... all of this. [ he gestures to the pile of groceries nearly falling off the table in front of him.
he's about to ask about if geralt could grab him a beer of his own when sam's eyes fall to the kitchen counter. ] Oh- you brought presents? [ sam doesn't waste any time in walking over and peeling back the wrappings to see what's inside, eyes lighting up when he sees the pig. oh, oh he has plans for this. ]