#[🦋] deathb1ooms

[actiongrrl]

ˊ＊—⨳—＊` Sam had done a great job of avoiding near everyone in the aftermath of Beth and Hannah going missing. Well, everyone but Josh and Chris really. There wasn't anyone else that she wanted to see from that night, there wasn't anything that she wanted to say. They could scream from the rooftops that the intent was for it to be funny- For Hannah's crush to, maybe, be brought to light and for her to get over it. But it didn't matter what the intent was, only how it was received.

——— Scratching behind Rudy's ears, she didn't initially bother to check the text that caused her phone to chirp. Her gaze dropped to see Emily's name lit up, earning a sigh while the blonde's attention turned back to her cat. That was until the phone went off again, reminding her of the unanswered and unread message.

[ SMS ;; Emily Davis ] No. What is it?

——— The blonde mentally braced herself for a fashion question. Or something about her and Mike. Something trivial in the midst of everything, but obviously still important to Emily. She was somewhat okay at feigning interest, she did it all the time with Chris and his computer talk, and it was way easier to act invested over text. But, if it was something about Em and Mike, Sam wasn't entirely sure she wouldn't roll her eyes so hard that they would fall right out of her skull.

ㅤㅤ   thin  fingers  shook  as  her  thumbs  maneuvered,  pausing  after  every  few  taps  as  she  thought  long  and  hard  about  what  she  was  going  to  do.  Emily  knew  it  was  time,  it  was  probably  past  time  if  she  were  being  honest,  but  part  of  her  was  hesitant.  it  was  difficult  for  her  to  explain,  and  she  didn't  even  really  want  to,  but  she  needed  to  take  this  leap.  the  ball  had  been  left  in  her  court  -  TIME  TO  GROW  UP.

ㅤㅤ   [  sms  ;  Sammy  ]  are  you  busy?  no  biggie  if  so  -  just  had  a  thing  I  wanted  to  run  past  you.

ㅤㅤ   the  cowardice  of  the  text  message  made  her  stomach  retch  but  WHATCHA  GONNA  DO,  RIGHT?  apologies  didn't  come  easy  to  her,  and  Sam  knew  that  better  than  most,  but  this  time  she  was  going  to  have  to  swallow  her  pride  and  do  it.  she  hadn't  wanted  anything  bad  to  happen  to  Hannah  or  Beth,  but  her  complaints  and  Jess'  actions  had  done  a  terrible  thing. no one was outwardly blaming her, but her need to smooth things over with @actiongrrl was taking over.

[actiongrrl]

−−−¨༺ Sam's face screwed up at Emily's confirmation that her jacket was, indeed, something worth hating. She glanced down at the sleeves of the flannel shacket before looking back up at her friend slightly confused. "Okay?" she answered, the shoulder pat feeling more condescending than anything else. However, it was easy to shake off because A) She liked the jacket, and B) It was Em, and she was into fashion whereas Sam really wasn't. Not to the extent her friend was at least. So, it was water off her back. But when her friend turned her attention back to the blonde, it was a 180 shift in the energy between them. "Me? Yeah, of course. Why? Are you?"

“  why  do  you  hate  my  jacket?  ”

 ㅤ ㅤ“  hate  is  such  a  strong  word  ,  but  in  this  case  -  it's  the  right  one.  ”  she  responded  ,  patting  the  palm  of  her  hand  against  the  blonde's  shoulder.  the  jacket  in  question  was  definitely  something  Emily  would  never  wear,  weird  patterns  that  clashed  with  everything  else  on  the  planet.  she  considered  going  through  the  barrage  of  reasons  why  the  jacket  deserved  to  be  tossed  out  ,  but  she  knew  that  wasn't  what  they'd  gotten  together  to  talk  about. 

 ㅤ ㅤ“  are  you  okay,  @actiongrrl  ?  "