hello readers! thank you ALL for reading and reviewing! there was such a remarkable influx of reviews for the last chapter--I'm honored. :) but I'd really like to thank all my reviewers individually, so lots of love to Myalika, sockstar, Snapplelinz, StylishCandy, axel100, and lovelyMESS. your words of encouragement mean everything to me.

also, I'd like to address some of the things that were mentioned in the reviews. just to clarify what I said in the first chapter, Sam is at least 18 in each of these drabbles. some of them are pretty obviously written to take place many years after the trio's graduation, and some of them aren't, so keep in mind that while Sam is not 18 in all of the drabbles, she's at least that old. a lot of people find sam/spencer to be kind of weird, so I wanted to address that age (well, being underage) is not an issue in this.

and, all of the drabbles are stand-alones, unless otherwise marked. each one is its own little story.

okay! that's all the housekeeping I think! thanks for the support everyone, and enjoy chapter seven! it's one of my favorites! :)

Addicted
Neither of them mean for it to happen. She's been living in Chicago for the last two years (Carly said she was looking for her father) and one day without warning, she shows up on his doorstep. One minute they're discussing the time difference and deep dish pizza and the next minute he's fusing his mouth to hers and she can't seem to work the buckle on his belt fast enough. They both know they shouldn't be doing this, but she's finally back in his arms and Spencer's always had trouble breaking bad habits.

Seasons (a series of four)

Fall

It's September when he gets a call from the girl he hasn't heard from in three years. He imagines her as she speaks and wonders if she's changed much (and then wonders the same about himself). She tells him she's moving back to Seattle—apparently Los Angeles is 'jank'—and she wants nothing more than to hang out with him like they used to. He agrees (probably too quickly) and can't help but feel the change in the air.

Winter

December rolls around (surprisingly cold) and she's still there, renting a flat half a block away, except it's mostly for storage, as she's always at Bushwell. There's a startling amount of snowfall one evening and they both convince each other that the weather's too bad for her to leave. Besides, her toothbrush and favorite pair of pajamas are here, tucked in a drawer he says he just had empty (but really emptied especially for her). At this point he knows that whatever they had between them in the past is gone, and whatever it is now is going to take some getting used to.

Spring

The rains return in March and she's taken to slipping into bed with him each night. He knows he should he appalled at himself, carrying on with his sister's best friend, but she looks so good in his sheets that he can't bring himself to care. He's not sure what they are—she hates labels—but everything is so new and exciting that he lets it go and simply concerns himself with discovering all that he can about her.

Summer

With the arrival of June also comes the return of his sister and the boy across the hall. He worries she'll clam up and run (they've made so much progress; she kisses him in public, sometimes too much). They return in a heat wave out of character for the city, and the boy across the hallway has gotten so tall and his sister looks so grown up, but she doesn't falter or sway and kisses him soundly when the two enter the loft. His sister is unfazed; the boy across the hall rolls his eyes and blames the weather. Still, with her in his arms, he knows that the two are bearing witness to the fruition of an entire year.

Alcohol
He's never been a drinker (not when his mother was killed by an intoxicated driver) but he has a drink every single time he thinks about her when he shouldn't. He gets a wedding invitation in the mail ("Be in my wedding party, Spence?") and he gets far too drunk far too quickly. But in the end it doesn't make any difference, because she'll always be at the bottom of that bottle, and he knows he could never turn down an occasion to wear his tux.

Spider Web
Her mother had run off months ago, only leaving behind a house with late mortgage payments and a rusted station wagon that wouldn't start, and even though Sam feels somewhat abandoned, she also feels kind of free. The portraits and photographs that line the staircase are filmy with dust and spider webs, but it's okay because this place had never been home to her anyway, and the warm hand against the small of her back assured her of this.

Snore
It doesn't matter that she sort of snores (and sometimes kicks) because this is where she's supposed to be; in his arms and against his heart.

Blush
Sam Puckett does not blush, at least not that she'll admit to. But sometimes, she'll look up to see him staring at her, a smirk on his lips and a gleam in his eyes that says "I know exactly what you look like in your birthday suit", and she tries to fight the heat that threatens to bloom across her face.

Pauses
She never really thought about him in that way. They were close—she practically spent all of her high school at Bushwell—but she was never interested in him. But Carly keeps going on and on about how well they 'click' and what great 'chemistry' they have, and now she can't help but consider it.

Verbal
She's always been a very vocal person. He can usually gauge her anger by how loud she screams (at him), but one time they fight (oh, she's so furious) and he panics because instead of yelling, he's met only with stark silence and a frosty glare. He finds himself missing the shouting.

Pretend
It's a common misconception that Sam is brutish and hulking one hundred percent of the time. She knows how to be feminine—she used to win beauty pageants—she just chooses not to. It's amusing for her to pretend that she's all elbow jabs and squared shoulders, because at the end of the day, they both know exactly how good she looks in nothing but her tiara.

Puzzle
It's so strange for Carly. She comes home from her junior year at Stanford and everything is exactly the same (it's like stepping back in time)—only she can't figure out why Spencer knows where Sam hides her spare clothes in the loft.

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