White Nights
by Shealtiel
Rated: T for sexual references, mild coarse language and mostly just in case.
Summary: "As they glow."

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-iGive Away a Car-

Sam: I know that look. That's your thinkin' look.
Spencer: Oh, I'm thinkin', you thinkin'?
Sam: Yeah, I'm thinkin'. We thinkin' the same thing?
Spencer: We are if we're thinking about a way to give Nevel a vehicle that's never been state registered and can go twenty-five miles an hour.
Sam: Oh, no, I was thinkin' about fried chicken.

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She walked in unannounced. "Hey Spence."

"Hey Sam." He was sitting on the couch, staring blankly at the tv screen.

"What... are you... doing?" she said, staring at the same spot.

"I'm thinking Sam. This is called thinking. It's what smart people do."

"I'll ignore that. What are you thinking about?" She turned her attention back to him, though his was still directed at the screen.

"Tv... or something."

"Spencer." She sat down beside him. "The tv's off."

He sighed. "I'm thinking about this!" He turned to her, knotted his fingers in her hair and pulled her into a kiss.

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