Sam
I am this great, unstable mass of blood and foam
And no one in his right mind would make my home his home
The surprise kiss on his cheek, which drew Sam out of intense focus on some particularly stubborn dust, would have made him flush if he had the blood for his cheeks to go red. "Hi. I wouldn't have missed it." With a little laugh that said to anyone in the vicinity I have a crush and I'm kind of embarrassed about it, he reinstated his laser-precise concentration on the dust, using a finger and a rag to get right into every nook and cranny of the shelves he was cleaning.
Unfortunately, it was stubborn. It seemed the more he cleaned, the more it moved away and to another surface. Standing back with his hand on his hips Sam huffed and stared at the surface for a moment, trying to think of a more effective way to deal with the problem.
He could, at the very least, try to get another tool into the mix. Using both hands to scrub at the dust, he used the telekinesis in his glove to hold a cloth up besides himself, to catch any stray particles. Hopefully, it'd be enough to let him collect and dump the filth.
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Sam uses his telekinesis for an extra hand in cleaning the dust off.
Unfortunately, it was stubborn. It seemed the more he cleaned, the more it moved away and to another surface. Standing back with his hand on his hips Sam huffed and stared at the surface for a moment, trying to think of a more effective way to deal with the problem.
He could, at the very least, try to get another tool into the mix. Using both hands to scrub at the dust, he used the telekinesis in his glove to hold a cloth up besides himself, to catch any stray particles. Hopefully, it'd be enough to let him collect and dump the filth.
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Sam uses his telekinesis for an extra hand in cleaning the dust off.
When I try to open up to you I get completely lost
Houses swallowed by the earth, windows thick with frost
