Rotten Nostalgia

SAMUEL STRETCH OUT MY LIFE & PICK THE SEAMS OUT Sam had ever been so pleased to be able to say the word actually in his whole life. It was rare he had the upper hand in arguments but here he could disprove everything she'd just said and before he descended into his rush of points he took a moment to savour the petty joy it brought him. "Actually. I c-can taste it. Because my bo-boyfriend, who I l-love v..very much. Made me an up-upgrade." He considered showing her his wrist but the mark never showed up much anyway and he didn't want his family knowing where it was; nightmarish visions of his arm being cut off were not hard to find. "I know...you d-don't think I have a life. Outside of y-you and mother a-and fa...father. But I have a sh-shop and a boyfriend and I..I'm in a guild." When he listed all of it out, Sam was surprised how much like an actual life it sounded like he had. Maybe he was doing alright and didn't have to lie to show Evie he could have a life without their family. "...So. I th-think you will be...jealous." take what you like, but close my ears and eyes, watch me stumble over and over.