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Post by Brandy Berry on Sept 14, 2009 13:56:38 GMT -5
"It doesn't matter right now. What matters is you get some rest. We can talk later. When you're sober."
When she was sober. Well, if she was starting to sober up now it meant a few hours of sleep should clear everything right up. She didn't like Sam seeing her in this state anyway, and as much as she could of bullied herself more she decided it wouldn't solve anything at all.
After Brandy rambled for the last time, Sam had lightly brushed her hair back and she couldn't help but to smile gently.
"Brandy, I promise we can talk about it when I get you home. No, sleep first. Talk later."
"Home as in my home, or home as in your home? We need an our home"
Another random thought, and as Sam had encouraged her to lean on him she had actually maneuvered herself into his arms in such a way that her arms were loosely around his shoulders, and his hands could support her legs.
It would save her stumbling into him and the awkward trip to the truck.
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Post by Sam Merlotte on Sept 14, 2009 14:12:50 GMT -5
"Home as in my home, or home as in your home? We need an our home"
Brandy moved round and her arms draped over his shoulders, and he slipped his arm around her waist to keep her steady. "The trailer, I'd rather you were close by the bar while you're like this." He opened the room door with his free hand and waved to Summer as he walked Brandy out into the corridor.
"We can talk about our home later too." Sam finished, in truth it was something he'd been thinking about a lot. Brandy heading off to Dallas after the full moon only increased this need to have her close to him.
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Post by Brandy Berry on Sept 14, 2009 16:39:53 GMT -5
"The trailer, I'd rather you were close by the bar while you're like this."
"I'm sorry, you shouldn't have to see me like this. You should of seen me earlier - I think I passed out in Summer's bathtub."
Brandy sighed and just rested her head underneath Sam's neck, she pulled herself closer to him. If she could of, she would of had him carry her all the way home like this. There was something about being this close to him that made her want that very moment to never end.
"We can talk about our home later too."
And he actually expected her to sleep after that? Who was he kidding? Even as he put her down and she found her way into the passenger seat of his truck she wanted to ask him about everything.
That didn't last long. As soon as he shut the door and she found her head against the window, she was fast asleep.
Just like that.
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