by sarahequus » Fri Apr 09, 2010 2:22 pm
Kris just sat there and stared a little at Sam. "Starbucks," he said, referring to his job, paused, then added, "You got hit in the head with a suitcase?" Kris's eyebrows knitted together. "That's harsh." He curled his fingers slowly back into his palm. Sam had inched closer, and although Kris liked it, he was getting nervous. Leg shaking and foot tapping, Kris gave a ghost of a smile. Sam was cute, no doubt. He almost, no he did like the boldness Sam was giving. Extracting his mind from the whisps and waves of Sam's hair, Kris asked another question. "So where do you work?"