Haruhi POV:
"Wanna come over?" Samantha asks as we arrived at the apartments. Father isn't coming home until morning, and being home alone is a bore. I nodded, following her as we walked up the stairs. Jo and Bobby don't really speak Japanese, so Samantha has to translate to them when they don't understand me sometimes. The way Samantha act around these people are so different then at school.
"Haruhi's an honor student who was mistaken as a guy in the host club, and since she broke a vase she has to pay back by working there." Jo looked at me shocked. "So they're basically blackmailing you?" I understood her and nodded sadly.
"Sadly, yes. But after hanging out with them, I've gotten used to them." I smiled. She nods. We presumed to Samantha's apartment, where we sat in the living room while Jo and Samantha made food. I offered help, but they persist on me sitting down.
"You're a guest, it would be wrong if we made you work." Jo explains. I nod at her, understanding. "Well, just call me if you need help." Samantha groaned. "Haruhi, you're too nice, just sit down." I chuckled at her and did as she said. I watched the four men as they engaged in a deep conversation I didn't bother to listen to and looked around the house.
I never noticed how empty it looked, like it was owned by one person. It was not the cleanest, but it was presentable. What I did notice was the rather large cabinet against a plain wall, and the salt lined up on each window sill.
Another small cabinet was next to the large closet, with a glass door that showed the contents inside. The items inside includes a handful of rosaries, several glass bottles filled with clear liquid and some rosaries, more salt, and old looking books stacked upon each other. Other unknown things were in the cabinet, which I didn't even bother knowing what it was.
"Haruhi, do you like bell peppers?" Samantha asks loudly. "I'm fine with them." I responded. The four men jumped when they heard me speak; probably just noticed that I was there. "So, you're a friend of Samantha." Bobby spoke, his Japanese was er- ok.
"Yes." I didn't really know what to say. "How is Samantha at school?" Sam asks. I had to think of the right thing to say before smiling. "She's doing fine. Unfortunately, she's not one to appreciate others' company, so she's pretty quiet." Dean laughs. "You should see her when she's pissed off." I smiled wearily. The hosts have seen that side of her many times. "She has very colorful vocabulary." I chuckled. They laughed. "She's a smartass, that's what she is." Dean laughs.
"I heard that you fucking dickhead." Samantha yells from the kitchen. "Language, Samantha." Castiel warns. She just laughs. We watched TV while eating the food that Jo and Samantha made before a loud knock was heard at the door.
Samantha stood up, unlocking the door. There stood the host club.
"Haruhi!" Tamaki ran to hug me. I was in shock as he gave me a big squeeze. Samantha looked so pissed, a vein in her forehead appeared. She placed her hands on her hips like a mother would when her children did something bad. "What the hell are you doing here!?" She asks.
The twins cowered, and so did Tamaki and Honey. Samantha continued to stare at them, sending icy daggers. "W-We were looking for Haruhi and came here to ask where she is." I blinked. Damn, can't get any privacy. "Why did you not answer your phone?" Tamaki demands. Something about the way he looked at me made me want to apologize.
But this is just Tamaki.
"I was here the whole time, and I left my phone at home." Tamaki deflates. "We thought something bad happened to you!" Honey cried, clutching to my waist like a small koala bear. Samantha and Kyoya exchanged looks before Samantha closes her eyes. "Dean, Sam, is it fine if they stay? I mean it looks like they aren't going anywhere." Tamaki and the twins lit up. "Really!? You are the best, Samantha!" Samantha dodged the clumsy blonde's hug. "Yeah no touching." Her lips were in a straight line.
"Oh! I smell food!" Hikaru spoke, raising his left hand oddly. Samantha looked at his hand before smiling. "Do we have leftovers, Jo?" Samantha asked the blonde girl, who nods. "We have plenty-" Tamaki swoops down and took her hand, which made me oddly jealous.
"Why whom might this princess be?" Dean looked at Tamaki ticked off.
"Alright, no touching." Dean moved Jo closer to him, making Tamaki smile. "I see. Well, I'm Tamaki Suoh." Jo looked up at him. "Joanne, but call me Jo."
"Here, some food." Samantha came back with plenty of bowls full of the food they made. The hosts seemed to be enjoying it while Bobby eyed them curiously. "Are these guys part of that club you two are in?" Samantha and I nod. He grins.
"So which one's your favourite Sammy?" Samantha nearly choked on her food. "W-What?! I don't think of any of them like that!" She blushes, Bobby laughs. "That's good, because I won't allow it either way." Samantha sighs. "So are you her father?" Honey asked. Bobby looked at Sam and Dean before grinning. "Something like that." I wonder what he means by that.
Samantha went to the bathroom. We talked to one another, finding each other's' company comforting. Kyoya proceeded to talk to Sam, who went to Harvard for law school; must be quite smart. Dean told the twins and Tamaki his many ways of winning girls over, which included the details after getting the girl. Tamaki blushed while the twins looked at Dean like he was a god. Honey spoke to Bobby and Jo happily about cake, and Mori sat quietly in Castiel's calm presence, who smiled at the whole scenery.
"Samantha's been gone for a while, I'll go check on her." I spoke, leaving the living room. I found the bathroom easily since this apartment looks very similar to mine. I knocked on the door, hearing a muffled voice. "O-One moment." Samantha spoke. I waited until the door unlocks, Samantha standing. I looked behind her and saw all the medical tools and first aid it on the floor, all its contents were on the tile floor.
"Are you ok? Are you hurt?" Samantha waves her hands at me frantically. I looked at her worried. "No it's fine, my scar was just bleeding a bit, that's all." She pulled her shirt off her stomach, revealing a bloody patch. She flinched when she set the shirt down, which also had blood. "I need to change; you don't mind cleaning up for me, do you?" I shook my head. Samantha smiles and went to the room across the bathroom, where I cleaned up all the things and blood.
After I was done, Samantha was already changed into a green tank top. Her hair was in a messy bun. "Let's go." I nod before following Samantha, noticing the limp she had as she walked. Was she not fully healed of her broken leg?
"What took you two so long?" Bobby asked. Samantha looked at him deadpanned. "Why do you wanna know?" He sighs. "Whatever." I smile as I sat next to Tamaki. Samantha sat next to Jo and Sam. "Did you change? Why?" Jo asked Samantha. "Nothing." She smiled the blonde girl off. "I'm getting more tea, anyone want some?" Some in the room raised their hands. I stood up to help Samantha. We were in the kitchen; Samantha was heating up the water.
"You know, I understand you when you said your mother was gone. I don't know where my parents are. They could be dead or alive, but will care for me. You know why? I was in a foster home." I looked at the girl as she silently pours hot water in each cup. I was too focused on her that I accidentally burned my hand. "Ouch!" I yelped. "Haruhi! Be careful!" Samantha scolded me as she wiped my hand. Tamaki came rushing in. "Are you ok!?" He asked me, which made my insides flutter. His violet eyes looked at me worriedly. "I'm fine, just an accident." He looked slightly relieved. "Ok." He walks out. I looked to see Samantha grinning like an idiot.
"You liiikkkkeee hiimmm!" She smiles. I blush. "N-No!" She laughs. I countered her. "What about you and Kyoya, hm?" She looked at me with a scowl, and yet her eyes held sadness.
"Ew! That dumbass? I don't see why you guys think we would make a cute couple; we are totally different!" She rambles on while I chuckled. She doesn't see it, but Kyoya cares for her, more than she sees.
"Here's some tea!" Samantha handed a cup to each person, holding the tray. I looked up at the clock. "Its 9:28 PM, we should head back." I spoke. Samantha nods as everyone stood up. The hosts and I said our thanks as we walked down the stairs. The door was heard as it closed. "That was nice." I smiled. Tamaki looked at me. "We should visit again, they all seem very interesting." He grins. I smile back.
The hosts drop me off at home, where my Father was. The hosts left, and soon I did my daily study and went to sleep in the comfort of my bed.
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Sammy POV:
I didn't sleep well last night. I could barely breathe; the wound on my stomach was painful as fuck. I was checking it in my room. "Hey have you seen the first aid kit?-" Sam walked in as my shirt was up and my stomach was for everyone to see. Sam frowned, looking at my wound. "Why didn't you tell us?" I shrugged, looking away. Sam then found the first aid kit. He took out a needle and thread. "Take the bandage off, I'll stitch it up." I looked at the needle in fear. "I'm fine Sam, I can handle the pain!" Sam sighed. "Sit down." I ran.
"Samantha get back here!" I ran into the living room, where Jo and Dean where sleeping. I guess Dean made Bobby sleep in his bed. I jumped over them. "Hey!-" Dean was cut off by Sam running after me. "You will never catch me giant!" I grinned before knocking into Castiel. "Cas! Grab her." Unsure what to do, Castiel grabbed me by the arm. I was then pinned on the floor. Dean was up by then, and so was Jo.
"No! Please, I can handle it!" Sam took the bandage off to reveal the scar. It was opening up after too much moving, you can actually peek in and see my inside. "It'll be quick, I promise." I looked at Sam. "Fine! Just get it over with." Jo made me bite down on a cloth, which was helpful because I screamed the whole time. Sam was nearly done, yet his hands were covered in blood. I continue to scream, biting down on the cloth hard. I squirmed, making Dean and Castiel's grip tighten. Bobby came out, looked at us, and went back to his room. Good choice, old man.
"What did you say? Castiel asked. I just shook my head. "Almost done Sammy." Jo spoke. I looked at the ceiling, tears threatening to spill. I held it in. As Sam kept stitching, I had suddenly visioned me as a child arguing with an older child.
"Give me my toy back, Austin!" I pouted, tears streaming down my face. Austin's amber eyes looked down at me playfully, his toothy grin smiled as his messy brown hair stuck to his sweaty forehead.
"Try to get it, Sammy!" Austin held out the doll, dangling it above my head. He was taller than me, having the advantage of watching me jump to get the doll. I struggled to get the doll as he laughs. Austin froze as a voice was heard. "Austin, give Sammy's toy back. It's not nice for little boys to tease their sisters." Austin pouts, handing me the doll.
"Now come inside and help me make some lemonade." Austin and I grinned, racing to the kitchen.
"I remember!" I cried. Sam and the rest looked at me. I had tears overflowing. "I have an older brother name Austin! Oh my god I have a sibling!" I didn't even feel the alcohol being poured on my now stitched up wound; I was too in shock. "I thought you were mad that they put you in foster care?" Castiel asked. I shook my head. "For me, all I want is to know that I had a family before my amnesia!"
I jumped up, momentarily stopping because of my wounds. I grinned anyway.
"His name is Austin!" I smiled. His and my mother's voices were imprinted in my brain. "That's great Sammy." Jo smiled, moving a strand of hair from my face. I stood up after Sam was done and proceeded to dress up; the memory was on repeat. I didn't want to forget.
"So you had a vision? Are you sure it wasn't just a made up dream? You were in a lot of pain." I shook my head at Dean. "No! I'm positive that it's real!" I was in the car with Dean as he drove me to school. His gaze was at the road, but would glance at me. "We'll try to find out more about it then." He stopped, the roaring engine of the impala stopped shorty. "Bye Sammy." He waves. I waved back before entering the gates to Ouran.
I grinned like an idiot until I saw Kyoya talking to a girl. I hid behind a bush. They were nearby as I could hear their conversation.
"I like you, Kyoya." A girl with a pretty face confessed to Kyoya. He looked down at her, his face unreadable. His hands were in his pockets, casually standing in front of the shaking girl. Tears were streaming down her face. "Say something, please!" She begged. Kyoya looked impassive.
"I like someone else." He spoke up after a few minutes of sobbing from the girl. The said girl looked up at him with fresh tears. "I-I see. She's lucky." She mumbles, before ripping a note. Kyoya turned to walk away, leaving the girl to crumble on the ground and cry. I let her be. This was none of my business anyway.
After another few minutes, I decided to catch up to Kyoya, yelling his name. He turned around and stopped. "Samantha." He spoke. I stopped running in front of him, panting heavily. The wound hurting. "I was fucking calling you." I wheezed out. He looked down at me amused. "I didn't hear." I growled. "I'm pretty sure you heard me, you dickhead." He grins.
I walked with him through the halls, catching the crying girl's eyes. She looked at me with hatred.
"Is anything the matter?" Kyoya asked. I shook my head. "Nope." I spoke. I placed a hand on my wound, pressing on it softly. Kyoya looked down at me. We were in comfortable silence. After a few minutes, we met up with other hosts. We walked to the clubroom, where Tamaki was playing the piano. Haruhi sat next to him with a smile on her face.
"Hey lovebirds." I teased. Haruhi blushed, and so did Tamaki. So oblivious, they were.
Classes went by fast.
Today was November 22, and Tamaki had told me the day before that it would be Kyoya's birthday. He had already set up a surprise party after school. I knew today was his birthday, and I wanted to give him a gift.
Tamaki didn't really help with the suggestion, but I tried to get him something that was like for him. I bit my bottom lip nervously as I walked in the clubroom. Everyone was getting ready to surprise Kyoya. I set my gift aside with my other things. Soon, the doors opened, and there was a blindfolded Kyoya.
"Can I take it off now?" Kyoya sighs, yet a small smile placed his lips. "Now!" The twins untied the blindfold. "Surprise!" We all yelled. Tamaki greeted his best friend, and so did the rest.
"Happy birthday." I smiled at the birthday boy. He looked down at me with a smile. "Thank you." I bit my lip again before giving him his gift. "Don't laugh. I didn't know what to get you, so I just got you that." Kyoya opened the small blue box to see a small keychain. It was silver and had writing on it.
"Fuck off; I'm not in the mood." Kyoya read. He chuckled a bit before hooking the keychain to his other keys. He noticed that I had the same one. "You have one too?" He pointed out. I nod. "Yeah, it was on sale, so I might as well right? Plus, we could be keychain buddies." I grin. He smiles back before being pushed towards a table, where a cake was waiting for him.
I put another gift in his bag while he blew the candles.
"I hope you like it." I spoke to myself.
"Sammy-Chan! Let's eat some cake!" Honey called. I walked towards the group, looking back and seeing the gift peek out of Kyoya's bag.
Time passed and soon it was December. It was chilly outside, as I walked with Haruhi to school. I love the wintertime though, so I didn't mind the cold.
"Winter break is next week." Haruhi pointed out. I frowned. "Sam and them don't want to do anything over the break." Haruhi looked at me with a small smile. "Don't worry, I bet you that when we get to the clubroom, Tamaki will announce that we all go on a crazy trip together." I smiled. "Fine, a bet it is."
As we got to school and to the clubroom, Tamaki rambled on about a trip for winter vacation. I handed Haruhi 5 bucks. She giggled at me and took the money.
"Where are we going?" Haruhi asked, placing her things down. She wore a red and black plaid scarf; she took it off and set it next to her bag. I was wearing a coat that Jo got for me. I was sad when she and Bobby announced that they were leaving after Christmas. The coat was placed on a chair, where I then sat. My wound was healed, but the scar looked even more defined, like I had recently obtained this 'beauty'. Tamaki rambled on about our trip while I looked out the window.
No progress had been made after obtaining the old memory. I didn't even get any more. Already, the face of my brother was slipping and the comforting voice of my mother was as distant as ever. Doubt crept up at me; what if it was just a vision? And even if I found them, would they accept me? What did I do to make them put me in foster care? Too much questions, less time.
Scratch that, I was somewhat glad that I had time, because it means I have more time with Dean and them.
I do have to admit, the brothers and their guardian angel were very helpful, although I still felt like a heavy burden, like they could have moved on if it weren't for me calling Dean.
Kyoya walked in, looking ragged and tired. It was unlike of him to come to school in such a state. He would usually have the aura of an egoistic bastard, but today was different. "Kyoya are you ok? You look horrible." Was all I had to say.
"Thanks for pointing out the obvious." I snorted at his sarcasm. Tamaki looked at me, his eyes shining. "What?" I asked. He pouted. "Weren't you listening? I was asking you if you could come with us to Honey-Senpai's cabin." I frowned. I don't want to leave everyone behind…
"Don't worry! We could have them stay at the many guest houses!" Honey spoke cheerfully. "I can go if my brothers and Jo and Bobby can come too." I smiled. The hosts began to talk among each other. My eyes fell on the twins, who were leaning against each other as they grinned. A small string pulled in my heart; I want my brother.
"If you frown too much, you can get wrinkles." Kyoya spoke next to me. I jolted, surprised. Kyoya sitting to my right, I looked up at the tired Shadow King, who leaned his head on his right shoulder. "Your one to talk; you look like you were up all night." Something in his onyx eyes changed. Did I say something?
"You didn't. I was just getting less sleep." I frowned; that was an obvious lie, but I let him pass. My mother's voice was repeating in my head as I watch the cloudy sky out the window.
"Now come inside and help me make some lemonade." Her voice echoed. I frowned. My eyes closed.
Why did my family abandoned me…?
I was nudged softly, waking me up from my trance. Kyoya was standing, holding out my bag and coat. "Here, the bell rang." I took my things from his hands; a quiet thank you was all I could muster. He nods and walks beside me until he walks in his classroom without another word.
I hummed an unknown tune as I walked alone to class. Hikaru, Kaoru, and Haruhi went a while before me, so I didn't have the chance to catch up with them. I arrived at class, sitting down and placed my things to the side. I was propped on my elbow, my head resting on my hand.
I dozed off, my eyes droopy. I was just about to fall asleep but…
"Samantha-San! Do I have to send you out?" I nearly fell out my seat. I sighed. "Can you please?" That earned a few laughs until the teacher rolled his eyes at me impatiently, going on with class.
Thank god it's fucking Friday!
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"Samantha, you have to eat!" Haruhi scolds me. We were in the clubroom for lunch per-usual. I rolled my eyes as food was chucked at me. "I'm not hungry! Geez just let it go! I knew I shouldn't have told you people!" I have told them that the last time I had a full meal was when they visited nearly a month ago. It wasn't a big deal!
"It is too! Now eat or I'll make you!" Haruhi warns. I chuckled. "Haruhi, you can't even harm a fucking fly! It's useless trying to threat me." I spoke honestly. She deflates, puffing her cheeks. Tamaki and Kyoya walked in. "I swear I'm not hungry!" a piece of bread was being pushed into my mouth by Hikaru. Kaoru and Haruhi encouraged the redhead as I gritted my teeth, not letting the food in.
Kyoya walked up to us, grabbing the bread from the twin. I looked up at my savior. "Thanks Kyoya-" My mouth was stuffed by the bread. I had no choice but to allow it as I chewed on it angrily, glaring at the raven head. "Fuq you, traitor." I mumbled through the bread. He looks at me with amused expression written on his face. His onyx eyes watched me.
"There, I ate bread, no more food." I sighed; I can feel my stomach trying to process the food. Haruhi looked contempt and continued to eat her portion of lunch which consisted of mainly meat and some rice and veggies. The hosts all have their super fancy food from the cafeteria. I don't bother eating, it makes me throw up.
As if on cue, my stomach sank. "Uh oh, I need to go." I stood up and walked to the bathroom, where I threw up the bread.
"Aw man Sammy, it was just bread." One of the twins sighed. The other clicked their tongue. "Shut up, I told you my stomach can't handle it." I need to go to the doctor and check on that, I made a mental note.
I flushed the toilet and walked back to where I was sitting. Honey was taking his nap, so Mori took the chance to get some food. I stretched, yawning loudly and obnoxiously. "I'm tired." Tamaki gave me a meek look. "You are always tired." He points out.
"Hey that's not true… well… yeah." I shrugged, not bothering to argue. Honey stirred in his bed, half awake and fully alert.
"Where's Takashi." He noticed his tall cousin missing; his voice was low and scary. I looked at the twins and Tamaki, who was pale and hid behind a couch. Kyoya was on his laptop and Haruhi enjoyed her food. I walked up to the 3rd year, setting his bunny, which was on the couch, next to him. "He went to get some food; he didn't want to disturb you." Honey blinked before smiling. "Ok." He then fell back asleep.
I sat back down next to Kyoya, looking at the 3 morons whom emerged from their hiding spot. "Don't worry men, the situation is under control-" I threw a pillow playfully at the blonde. He took a step back before throwing the pillow back. As he threw it, he aimed wrong and hit Kyoya square in the face. The temperature in the room dropped. Everyone froze momentarily.
"Tamaki." Kyoya grumbles. He stood up and gestured for a pillow, which I gave him. There was a look of pure evil in his onyx orbs, which made my heart melt. Why? I don't know… Tamaki let out a girly scream as he ran away from the Shadow King, who was repeatedly throwing pillows that he found around the room. By then, Honey was rudely awaken and was pissed off.
A pillow was mistakenly thrown at the sleepy 3rd year, courtesy of Hikaru Hitachiin. Hikaru paled, while his brother silently prays for his brother's sake. Hikaru kissed the floor as a pillow was thrown harshly at his head: courtesy of Honey.
Mori walked in just in time, with cake. "Cake!" Honey cheered, he was back to normal. Hikaru whined as I chuckled at his misfortune.
My stomach started to hurt again. I coughed, my body trembled. As I coughed into my hand, a small pool of copper flavoured, red staining blood occupied my hand. I stared at it wide eyed. "Oh." Was all I said. I proceeded to the bathroom to wash my hands before another series of coughing reoccurred.
Kyoya POV:
Samantha walked out the door, her eyes watery and her breathing irregular. "Are you ok? You were in there for quite some time." Haruhi spoke, walking next to the girl. Samantha starts to cough, some blood splattered on the floor.
"I-It's fine" Samantha wipes the blood off her chin with her hand. "This happens a lot, it'll pass soon." We continued to walk out the door and to the hallway, where we were greeted by many girls. Samantha kept walking as we were swarmed by costumers. They all chattered as we left for class, Samantha already gone.
~~After school~~
The club will be opening soon and Haruhi wasn't here yet. Samantha walked in just mere seconds ago before landing face first on the couch, all asleep. We left her there unnoticed, waiting for the cross dresser to arrive. I could hear the girls outside talking and fan-girling.
"Samantha, you need to get up and work." I woke the amber eyed girl. Her bright orbs looked at me with a glare, obviously irritated because she was interrupted. "I'm up, I'm up." She stood up, yawning. She stretched her arms until pain flashed across her face, slowly lowering her arms to her sides.
"Are you ok? You look in pain." I asked, looking down at the girl. She frowned. "I'm fine." Was all she said as she walked to the kitchen. Haruhi then arrived, and we were ready to open.
We let all the girls in; I sat near the front, a line of girls waiting to sign in to meet with one of our hosts. As each girl went to their designated host, Samantha walked out the kitchen, bringing the trays of sweets and tea. After she handed the girls their treats, she proceeded to sit by the bay window in the back. I've noticed that it was her favourite place. She was reading a book and I've never seen her so interested in something.
Samantha puts the book down as the twins called her, asking to play "Which one is Hikaru" game. She looked at them with a scowl but walked to them anyway.
I just continued with our stocks and such.
~~An hour later~~
"Goodbye ladies, we'll see you all after break." I waved to the girls, a forced smile on my face. Thank god it's Friday.
"Don't strain yourself there." Samantha spoke next to me, her eyes looking at me. "I'm not exactly one to smile." I told her. She looks at me like I'm an idiot. "Obviously we can see that." She deadpans.
"Samantha, can you help me?" Haruhi called from the kitchen. Samantha walks there. I notice that she has a small limp as she walks.
I sat on one of the many couches and sighed. I really can't get any sleep when all I think of is that amber eyed girl. I have come to a conclusion that I do in fact love her after having a heated argument with Tamaki a few days ago.
Flashback~
"Kyoya, face it, you like her-" I threw a rather expensive tea cup at the wall, where a frozen Tamaki stood next to. He had a small smile as I mumbled. "I can't like someone like her! We are nothing alike! I can't, I just can't!"
"Anyone can love, Kyoya." Tamaki spoke. I shook my head, gritting my teeth. "What would my father think if I had brought home a girl like her? She has no benefit with us! She's a commoner. She won't belong in our social group ever, Tamaki." I sighed.
Tamaki walked over to me, as I sat in my bed. He placed a reassuring hand on my shoulder. "Don't fight your feelings; embrace them. Please do me a favor and don't overthink, ok?" Tamaki hugged me before leaving my disastrous room. As he left, I buried my face in my hands.
"I like Samantha…" I chuckled, looking at my computer screen. There was a picture of the amber eyed girl and the twins. The twins took this picture when we were at the beach, which seemed so long ago. Her smile was so forced. I want to make her smile; genuinely, like how I am with her. I want to uncover all her secrets, cradle her when she's sad, be the reason she smiles, and just be in her presence. Protect her from the wonders of the dark, always be with her…
I watched everyone getting ready to leave. We are going to Honey-Senpai's cabin tomorrow and we have to leave quite early, which is something I am not looking forward to. I looked at the keychain that Samantha gave me for my birthday, smiling as I also thought of the other gift she gave me that was at home.
I'm re-writing the beach chapters, so heads up and re-read them soon when I update again3
