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OOM: Upstairs with Sam
Sep. 1st, 2008 04:01 pmCal leads the way to his room upstairs, keeping Sam's hand in his.
He pauses, very briefly, at the door before he digs out his key. It's not out of nerves or anything. It's just that the cleaning staff is still kind of tweaked and he's never sure exactly what he'll find when he walks into his room. Mostly he still counts himself lucky that the door hasn't turned into chocolate again.
Today, though, he seems to have escaped unscathed except for the brightly floral pillowcases.
"Not my idea," he says, closing the door behind them.
He pauses, very briefly, at the door before he digs out his key. It's not out of nerves or anything. It's just that the cleaning staff is still kind of tweaked and he's never sure exactly what he'll find when he walks into his room. Mostly he still counts himself lucky that the door hasn't turned into chocolate again.
Today, though, he seems to have escaped unscathed except for the brightly floral pillowcases.
"Not my idea," he says, closing the door behind them.
