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Donna: Sam! Sam! I'm sorry I'm so sorry.
Donna cried as she followed him into the bedroom. Everyone else was downstairs by the hay in complete shock, except Stellan. He went for a walk.

Donna: Listen to me please!
Sam: fine! I'll listen while you answer me three questions.
Donna: What?
Sam: Did you kiss that man?
Donna: Yes.
Sam: Did you want to kiss that man?
Donna: Uhm, yes.
Sam: And do you ever think I could ever forgive you?
Donna: Please Sam-
Sam: No, we ARE OVER!

Donna spent the entire day sulking on her bed and Sam packing. He was moving away, well just a trifle bit. He was moving to a neighbouring island. Just outside Kalokiri, it's the one with the bald guy in the booth.

Stellan was still not to be seen because he was sitting on the beach contemplating what to do next when truth be told he had no idea.
Sophie wasn't much help to her mother and was more focused on her 20 year old life, drinking, partying and getting laid etc.

Stellan hummed by the water a song he had picked up somewhere
Stellan: it's only natural but why did it have to be me?

And the words were as true as they come

Life was going to be hard that Donna felt that way about him, but   Sam was Stellans friend. So, Stellan felt obliged to not act on whatever he was feeling.

Love. Lust. Pity?
Well Idk.

He wanted to forget it altogether, but he couldn't do that for two reasons;
1. He had feelings for Donna Sheridan.
2.His pants are a raging wildfire that cannot be contained.

Harry: Hey Buddy! How you holdin up?
Harry tapped Stellans shoulder, he'd been looking for him for a while.
Stellan: I'm o-ok.
He grunted. He had a cold.
Harry: Donnas a mess, Sam moved. She could use you right now.
Stellan: What you mean my lips?
He said annoyed.
Harry: Are you angry at her? Look, she's in a bad enough state don't be a burden.
Stellan: None is this would've happened if she'd of just either just not kissed me or spoke to me about why she actually felt the need to kiss me.
Harry: Men are the toys and the games that she plays when she gets tired she throws them away. That's only natural but why did it have to be you?
Stellan: Whats the song actually from?
Harry: Oh baby, it's your jam.

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