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So, I guess this is where the new kid introduces himself

I’m Sam…

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And I don’t like green eggs and ham.

I guess I’m just your regular dude. I like comic books, sports, definitely a big music fan - mostly country, though. But I guess I’m kinda getting into some new stuff after moving to a different state.

Any question or whatever, I guess just ask?

I might give up on Starbucks.

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The person failed to make my drink twice. the guy had big holes in ears, makes me wonder if he has holes in his head.

Figured I better pop in and say hello!

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For those of you who aren’t familiar with me I’m Evan- Evan Evans to be exact. Sam’s smarter carbon copy- except I’m Australian too. Sam’s out at the moment. He’s er, giving my kangaroo a bath (what a nice bloke he is!) so I’ll be here taking over for a bit. 

Candy Crush is addicitve

I don’t know if that’s a good or a bad thing.

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Making breakfast

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I couldn’t go back to sleep after putting Jasmine down so I’m just going to do some house work instead.

So, who saw Iron Man 3?

I did, 5 times.

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I guess I should say hey.

My name is Sam Evans for whom I don’t know.

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Time to Relax || Sambastian

Sebastian had decided that maybe fresh air would do his crappy mood some good, so he gathered the pups and headed off to Central Park. Since Blaine had left, Derek had also taken off and so had Kurt. Sebastian was slowly starting to lose his cool and after Sam’s accident and failing his Algebra course, Sebastian didn’t want to over load his husband with his petty issues. 

He and the pups walked until Sebastian’s nose was red and Stony had given up and laid down in the middle the sidewalk. Sebastian picked him up and let Spock lead the way home. Sighing, they made their way back up to the apartment, unlocking the door. “Sammy?” he said. “We’re back.”

Spent the morning at the gym

And now, to babysit. Not entirely sure how I go roped into that one….But at least the kids are easy to feed and keep amused.

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Holy crap, this is happening!

I’ll see ya’ll on the bus real soon! 

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Got slushied today on my way back from glee

I swear these things hurt so badly. Who invented these?

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Where's my totem?

You know, like Leonardo DiCaprio’s spinning top? Clearly I’m stuck in somebody else’s dream and I’ve been pumped with way too much somnacin. And you guys are definitely the projections gone angry. But the dream won’t collapse. Can it collapse now, please? I’d like my equivalent of a tearful reunion with my children at LAX.

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Where the hell is my shirt?

I’ve been looking for an hour. 

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Mercedes, your house is way too big. 

Nurse Brittany || Bram

  • Sam: hated being ill. All he could do was lie in bed and blow his nose and it sucked. He hated sitting about doing nothing unless he was watching movies, but even movies got boring after a while when he couldn't stand up to get a new one to watch. Even though he was grateful his girlfriend was coming over to look after him, the last thing he wanted was to make her sick as well. Hopefully she remembered to bring a face mask so he wouldn't breathe any of his germs onto Brittany. As he waited for the girl to arrive, he tried to prop himself up without getting dizzy and used a heavy hand to flatten his unbrushed hair to make him look somewhat presentable and not like some evil super villain.

Wow my head is sore.

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