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Originally Posted by Kolyander It was just as she was reaching to pick up the tongs so she could add some bacon onto her cheese burger as well as other fixings that there was a loud sound behind her. It wasn't ear splitting, no, but it was loud enough in the near empty kitchen. Not only had it made Sam jump but her plate went up into the air and then down onto the floor at her feet shattering into pieces, her burger hitting the floor as well. "Oh, come on!" she groaned stared at the mess at her feet. Blue eyes shifting around to find the cause of whatever it was that had startled her. Sure there was glass and food everywhere but at least it hadn't been her drink that would have been bad.
With a deep sigh she pulled out her wand to clean the mess. "Something doesn't want me to enjoy my lunch this afternoon..." Grabbing a napkin to wipe a bit of ketchup off her shoe that was when she noticed him. Beneath a table. What in the world was he doing? It didn't appear to her that he was looking for something... no it seemed like he was hiding. There was a deep nagging feeling in her chest and the pit of stomach telling her that he was hiding from her. Jeremy avoiding her was one thing, him hiding under a table to keep from being near her... hurt.
Sucking in a slow breath she forced her feelings into check. No crying. Not a word was said. Grabbing another plate she went about fixing lunch once again. When her burger was to her liking and she had some fries on the plate as well she set the plate down beside her latte. Picking up another plate she went ahead and set two hotdogs on it with the fixings she knew were Jer's favorite.
With the plate in hand she walked to the table he was sat under, knelt down and silently held the plate out to him. Samara tried to lock eyes with him even for the briefest second if he allowed it. She missed him more than words could say. He didn't have to say anything, if he accepted the plate of food that would be something.
Jer frowned. What had been that noise? It was sad to say that he could not investigate, given his current position. He hadn't jumped at that sound but the shattering of the plate. Jeezums! That was loud! The damp smack of some sort of food hit the wall or the floor out of sight. Sam was causing quite the mess. He remained silent, still huddled under the table. There was no way he wanted Sam to find him. Was there some how he could crawl out of here?
Yes, crawling out unnoticed would be a great idea.
If the twin hadn't noticed him.
He met her eyes and quickly looked away. Then he let out a breath that he hadn't realised he was holding when her face disappeared. Now was the perfect time to make his escape.
Yet Jer was still sitting there.
He got a surprise in the form of a plate with two hot dogs sitting atop it. His stomach rumbled loudly at the scent and look of it. But his stubbornness refused to let him reach for it. She could go feed that guy instead. Zeplin? Zepper? Whatever his name was. And the stupid baby.
Jer continued hugging his legs to himself and looking anywhere but Sam. |
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