5 parts Complete Sam's gentle smile became a knowing smirk. "Oh, wow. You've got it bad for her."
Sarah rolled her eyes. "No worse than you for Bucky."
"TouchΓ©." He hummed, raising an eyebrow. "You sure you wanna date a white girl?"
"Samuel, your boy is literally whiter than milk."
(Or: the Sarahmay and Sambucky fic no one asked for. Cue boatloads of pining, banter across the board, and an exploration of the different ways people can fall in love.)