Thank you for finding me
And thank you for the care
While it was far too much information, Sam was surprised to hear that Evie had apparently not, as she put it, 'gotten laid'. She'd always been the more popular, attractive one - he had simply assumed that some time in her teen years while he was miserable learning to make books, she had been off having affairs with whoever she wished. He tried his best not to show a reaction to the news on his face and only replied: "Well, I'm very sorry to ruin your fantasy."
She was right; he was being far more sassy than he ever had before. "Fine. I feel like I'm owed some teasing, though. You used to call me all kinds of names." He'd never been quick enough to come up with any in return. He'd always been ready to respond to their arguments an hour later when he was sat by himself and thinking of smart things he could have said.
Evie's kind response to his musings were a further surprise. "Perhaps you're right. Did..you ever find something like that? For a while my mentor was like a father to me, but..." He sighed and shook his head; Evie would know that he had only lived for a few years after Sam had become his pupil in the bookmakers shop.
She was right; he was being far more sassy than he ever had before. "Fine. I feel like I'm owed some teasing, though. You used to call me all kinds of names." He'd never been quick enough to come up with any in return. He'd always been ready to respond to their arguments an hour later when he was sat by himself and thinking of smart things he could have said.
Evie's kind response to his musings were a further surprise. "Perhaps you're right. Did..you ever find something like that? For a while my mentor was like a father to me, but..." He sighed and shook his head; Evie would know that he had only lived for a few years after Sam had become his pupil in the bookmakers shop.
And fuck you for making me
Think that this life might be fair
SAMUEL
