Sam closed his eyes as he listened to the song, smiling brightly as it made him think of his boyfriend.
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the next morning, Sam woke up and got dressed for the day, it was almost noon when he woke up but he didn't care, he just grabbed his phone and began to text his two friends.
The stoopidsSam
yall
hellooo?
SHITHEADSSS!Sarah😎
WHAT??
IM TRYING TO SLEEPKyler👹
AND IM TRYING TO ✊🥩Sarah😎
Wtf- 💀😭
TMI. literally.Sam
Um..
anywaysss....
did yall forget?Sarah😎
about wha-
OHH
RIGHT
KINDA LMFAO
SORRYKyler👹
what?Sarah😎
Its his bfs bday, dumbassKyler👹
ohSam
And, I need you to destract him
while me and Cameron set something upSarah😎
ok, but this dipshit isnt coming with meSam
Okay, thats fine ig lolKyler👹
BRBSarah😎
Bye ass_________________
Hours later, Sam was at Walmart with his mother, Ava and Cody, they needed some groceries and Sam needed things for this evening."Mom, do we still have that picnic basket?" Sam asked, looking at his mother who was grabbing some canned foods off the shelf.
"Uhh, yeah I think so. Why?"
"I wanna go have a picnic with Carl this evening for his birthday." Sam explained, looking at Cody who was watching an children's movie on their mother's phone, sitting in the cart, in the front seat.
"Okay. You need any help? With food and all?"
"I was just gonna make sandwiches and put his snacks in the basket for him."
"I'll help you if you want." Christine spoke as she placed her hands on the handles of the cart, pushing it forward.
"Okay. Lemme text Sarah real quick."
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After they got home, Sam looked at the time, it was after five pm, so Sam grabbed the loaf of bread and the other ingredients for making sandwiches.Christine walked in the kitchen and began to help him, "where are y'all having the picnic?"
"Just in this field, me and Cam found it."
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