THE MOVING...
Nope. Nothing. After spending two hours flipping through every ast memory she had, 19 year old Sam Manson still couldn't think of anything that had ever made her feel this way. A strange mixture of excitment, fear, happiness, sadness, and hope coursed through her body.
Standing there, gazing up at the simple 1 story, 2 bedroom, 1 bath house she kept up her mental dialog. Wether she was trying to talk herself into, or out of, it was yet to be determined.
"This is what you do with someone you love. Right?", Sam wondered to herself. A few more minutes of continued staring later, aka Sam procrastinating, the the door of the house opened and Danny Fenton stepped out. All of her fears and doubts melted away.
Picking up her bags and calling her Labrador Blackout she moved into then next chapter of her life and new home wth Danny, Tucker, and Valerie.
