[Seasonal Event] Escape From/To You

Samuel Though I know I should know better Well, I can make this work Is it just part of the process? Well, Jesus Christ, Jesus Christ, it hurts His fingers, which had by now grasped the chain holding the padlock in place to try and break it, froze at the sound of Remi's voice. Remi really was the only person who would have been able to stop him, his hold on Sam truly unique. His shoulders sagged as he let go of the lock and turned around, looking Remi in the eyes for the first time that evening. "I...I am g-going home." Sam stated simply, then glanced back at the door. When he looked back, a thought came to him: why was Remi up here? Oh. Probably going to see Isla again. His mouth became a hard thin line. "There...there isn't anything f-for me in here anymore. I'm...I don't.." His anger was bleeding into sadness and confusion at the end of each larger sentence he tried. "Y...you should go see Isla." He said, turning back to the lock and beginning to pull at it with a new passion. "She will pr-probably wa...want to see you."