Normally, he'd have felt honor-bound to keep the farce up for a while, but, shit, the guy looked completely fucked up already. It wasn't as much fun.
"Take a breath already, Sam. I'm not picking petals off of flowers asking if the crush is returned. When I went to sleep last night, Daphne was right next to me. No offense to you, but I'm happier with the soft girl parts. How we ended up in bed together...," he stopped and looked around, "...and not on the island anymore? Not a fucking clue."
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Date: 2013-04-02 06:12 pm (UTC)"Take a breath already, Sam. I'm not picking petals off of flowers asking if the crush is returned. When I went to sleep last night, Daphne was right next to me. No offense to you, but I'm happier with the soft girl parts. How we ended up in bed together...," he stopped and looked around, "...and not on the island anymore? Not a fucking clue."