The day passes so a new day can bring freshness...I'm not that fancy
The day passed, Sam went back to Anzen because of Nera, she didn't go home, she hung around at Roxxane's place and slept on the couch
NOW, the next morning of a rather crappy sleep
Sam watches the ceiling fan spin around with her head propped up on one of the couch's arms and hands resting on her stomach
Nera sleeps peacefully beside Sam's head
Sam sighs as she drags her arms out from under her blanket, skimming the area for the remote to the tv above the fireplace
She stares at the remote on the wooden coffee table...just barely out of reach
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The remote tempts her with its mere presence
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Sam glares at the long, magical rectangle
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She reaches for the remote, stretching her arm out as far as she can
Sam grunts, shimmying herself to the edge of the wooly couch, testing how far she can stretch her arm
The remote almost laughs at her
Sam's middle finger grazes the chill of the remote's plastic, but for the love of god, she accidentally pushes it further away
She swears her ears can hear the remote laughing harder
Sam squints at the remote
The remote-well, it doesn't squint back, but...cinematic black border on the tv remote
Sam rolls to her other shoulder, then throws her arm at the remote
SHE GRABS IT, SHE GOT IT, WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-
...But she falls off the couch, making a surprisingly quiet bounce
Sam imitates a groan to not wake Nera up
She doesn't even bother to get off the floor
Sam aims the remote at the Tv, watching the first thing that comes on...oh god, it's the news
"-in other words, it'll be a dark and stormy night, Hamilton" A man with a swimsuit on points around at the teleprompter
"...I need a snack" Sam sighs, finally getting up and putting the fluffy penguin blanket around her as she walks to the kitchen
"Well, that doesn't seem too good for all the competitors in the tournament for the next few days, does it?" A woman with a fake smile and red dress continues sitting at her weather desk
"Yeah, I got tickets to go see it with my wife tonight-oh wait, was that segway into an ad?" The male newscaster beside her munches on a donut
"No, I just...I got tickets too, and now I have to bring an umbrella...which sucks" The woman glances over at Tyrone, biting the inside of her mouth
"Oh, what seat did y-" Tyrone kicks his feet up on the desk
The cameraman clears his throat
"This is what we do, you're not gonna stop us, our zestiness is what b-bur-brings people here" Tyrone shakes his head and shrugs
Sam comes back into the living room with a fork and half of a chocolate bundt cake with assorted nuts and chocolate sauce drizzled carelessly onto it, and for healthiness, she has a whole bowl of seedless cherries in her other hand
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FantasyA little girl with a grudge, what else can I say? Sam had looked forward to killing the Demon Lord and destroying his reign of terror. Not for any reward, no payoff, but all because he killed the wrong person...her brother. Her biggest question...ho...
