[ Lloyd waves him off with a grin and saunters over to the fridge to pull out a few beers. Of course he wants one, what kind of person did Sam think he was? Making his way back over, he sets one on the counter by Sam's elbow. Never let it be said that he never did anything.
He watches over Sam's shoulder, not really sure what he's looking at. ]
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He watches over Sam's shoulder, not really sure what he's looking at. ]
So what're you even doing?