An Apple a Day

SAMUEL stretch out my life & pick the seams out Trying to get an apple, reaching up to the very limits of his grasp, Sam didn't notice Amalia's confusion or for the moment consider that she might have misconstrued his words. After all, in his mind, he'd said he told Nate all that it entailed: Nathaniel was a grown man capable of making his own decisions and he had decided to Ascend. Amalia's scoff was the answer he'd expected and he laughed a little at it as he plucked an apple down and into his basket. "Well...we agreed that it was alright for him to bite someone for the purposes of diagnosing them, as long as he could stop there and not do anything else...the very next day, he came home rather dishevelled." Sam gave Amalia a look to see if she was as disappointed in this as he had been. "He didn't even have to tell me. I knew. And I'm not going to spend my time with someone who can't even be faithful for a day. I want love, not...whatever Nate gives." Poor Sunjata. take what you like, but close my ears and eyes, watch me stumble over and over.