Hot Date

SAMUEL There was a beat of silence after his question in which Sam saw his whole life flash before his eyes. Oh Gods, this had been a stupid idea. He worked next to Remi now, which meant if this went poorly, if he was rejected before they had even begun, he was going to be followed by his failure everywhere. It was going to be there when he was working, when he left for the day, when they inevitably met in the street and had to step around eachother-- Then Remi said yes. Not even just yes, but that he'd love to. Sam stared with an unguarded, shocked expression until the words processed. "You...you would? Oh that's...wonderful." He looked back to his own door. "Well, um...i-if you're free now, I have some tea and stuff for you. And...for me. Because." With a little smile on his lips, Sam glanced up at Remi as he told him this news, trying not to think about possible implications. "I can t-taste it now. I can taste everything." I'm starting to heal and find some faith I'm starting to feel what's out of place Don't need you to save me, I can't wait To fall, to fail and start again