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                     the  evans  family  was  supposed  to  be  moving  back  to  lima,  ohio  after  their  oldest  finished  high  school.  they  were  supposed  to  be  giving  sam  a  second  shot  at  things  there,  but  things  change.  plans  change.  the  blond  is  soon  unpacking  in  new  york,  where  he  isn’t  really  going  to  school,  but  trying  to  find  a  decent  job  (  one  that  doesn’t  involve  him  dressing  up  as  a  construction  worker  and  then  continuing  to  strip  for  extra  tips  ).  that’s  why  he’s  wandering  the  streets,  observing  different  flyers  and  trying  to  figure  out  where  the  hell  he  could  work  without  needing  to  provide  a  spotless  and  perfect  resume  because,  in  all  honesty,  he  hasn’t  really  had  much  experience  with  anything  in  the  real  world.

                    it’s  not  long  before  he’s  stumped  and  needs  a  bit  of  caffeine  in  his  system  in  order  to  function  further  into  his  day.  he  turns  slowly,  clearly  an  outcast  within  new  york’s  usual  crowds.  sam  licks  his  lips  quickly  before  his  eyes  catch  onto  a  brunette  that  doesn’t  seem  like  she’d  do  much  harm  if  he  approached.  he  scratches  the  back  of  his  neck,  letting  her  pass  first  before  he  turns  to  catch  up  with  the  girl.   ❛   hey…  you  look  like  you  have  great  taste  in  coffee.   ❜   okay,  maybe  he’s  not  the  best  at  initiating  conversations,  but  he’s  trying  (  and  a  little  desperate  ).   ❛   ––  know  any  good  places  around  here  to  get  some?   ❜                    //                     @destinaticn liked this.

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all of the luxurious outerwear in the world couldn’t keep her warm in the bitter nip of new york december winds  .  leather-clad hands pull scarlet peacoat tighter  ,   shallow exhale translating to a cloud that falls from parted lips as warm mixes with cold  .    the semester preceding the holidays only has her more excited to be back on the upper east side   ,   away from the GEORGINA and NYU and CHUCK BASS of it all   ,   away from the parts of the year she’d much rather leave behind  .     chestnut curls bounce as the princess continues her journey  -   she’d long since sent dorota home  ,   hands full of blair’s holiday shopping  .   the plan had ORIGINALLY been to meet with serena for lunch  ,   but  ,   her best friend had a date with some new guy   ,     typical    ,    so she was headed to butter a l o n e   -   some extended metaphor for past few months  ,   probably   .    

her sulking is interrupted by the beckoning of a stranger  ,  causing initial confusion to wash over her as she pauses   , before furrowed brow is replaced with the hint of a smile     -    he was wrong  ,   she was a hot chocolate girl  ,   who only drank coffee when she wanted to appear more mature   ,   but he didn’t need to know that  .   ❛   birch on east sixty-second  ,  if you’re in a hurry  ,   joe’s on lexington if you’re hoping to sit down  .   first visit  ?  ❜ not that she particularly cared , but those at rock bottom didn’t get to be picky about who they talked to .   

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