Samuel
So if you're lost along the way
And if you're thinking that will always be the case
And if you're thinking that will always be the case
Nikolai took to his improvised weapon with gusto; Sam yelled in companionable pumpkin-smashing joy as they took to ruining the gourd's revenge. As much as they may have been sentient, Sam had to admit he enjoyed crushing the vegetables; it was effective stress relief.
"Don't we all." He agreed, using the broom to sweep away a large wave of the gourds and then slamming down the head on them once they were lined up. A satisfying splash of orange innards spelt the end of this particular surge of the gourds and Sam pulled up his broom, leaning on it again and using the side of his shoe to push the worst of the mess towards the wall.
Looking to Nikolai, after a pause, he asked: "Sorry, um, that was distracting. You were saying?"
"Don't we all." He agreed, using the broom to sweep away a large wave of the gourds and then slamming down the head on them once they were lined up. A satisfying splash of orange innards spelt the end of this particular surge of the gourds and Sam pulled up his broom, leaning on it again and using the side of his shoe to push the worst of the mess towards the wall.
Looking to Nikolai, after a pause, he asked: "Sorry, um, that was distracting. You were saying?"
You'll make a sucker's prayer
Just go and leave it that-a-way
Just go and leave it that-a-way
