OOM - Test Thread - Miami- "...So this is Michael?"

[hey35andholding]

Miami isn't everything Clementine imagined it might be. It's a little grittier, a little less tropical, and there are lots of chicks running around in bikinis. Too much competition.

She stretches and yawns as she lies in the bed - the in Sam's words, "borrowed" bed, the one belonging to the as-of-yet-unseen "Mikey". The loft is spartan, but comfortable.

Breakfast is on her mind when the door opens, and she tenses in Sam's grip.

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[luvs-yogurt.livejournal.com]

Michael shrugs and licks his lips. "Yeah, I'm sure, Sam." He's not so much worried about the shirts... entirely. But, it's really beside the point.

"Anyway, nothing's decided right now. I'll let you know if it's looking like a sure bet."

[hoochedseal.livejournal.com]

Sam, figures in his own way his over forty over loud shirts is a better way a blinding in then the over priced suits Mikey likes.

"Okay, Just let me know you know I'm there for you."

[luvs-yogurt.livejournal.com]

His face slackens slightly and he gives a slight nod. "I know."

He did, too. If anyone was it was Sam - even in light of the recent issue. "I know it wasn't your fault, Sam." He adds, the unspoken question lingering. "You wouldn't do that to me." He shrugs, "Or you would have done it by now."

No sense getting mushy.

[hoochedseal.livejournal.com]

That is true, he felt like he let him down and will likely be annoying in trying to make that up.

"Yeah, that's true. I would have done with out my finger prints allover it."

[luvs-yogurt.livejournal.com]

He chuckles slightly, nodding. "That's why you're one of the best, Sam."