[ it takes her a moment to register who the Samsons are, mostly because it wasn't in her automatic log of names she was even there for. her face was about to pull some shit around the lines of: but is thankfully saved, if one could call it that by the commotion across the office. to which she swings her chair to glance in Adam's direction as he's bounced out of the office. she's going through the stages of grief in her head, but he seems to be running a roulette with them the more she's seen him. not surprising, not in the least, but she wished someone would have kept him home ]
I've barely even had the chance to settle in. [ the mutters offhandedly before pulling herself up, cup down on the counter without a coaster as she picks up on the invitation to follow the little bitchfit outside ]
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but is thankfully saved, if one could call it that by the commotion across the office. to which she swings her chair to glance in Adam's direction as he's bounced out of the office. she's going through the stages of grief in her head, but he seems to be running a roulette with them the more she's seen him. not surprising, not in the least, but she wished someone would have kept him home ]
I've barely even had the chance to settle in. [ the mutters offhandedly before pulling herself up, cup down on the counter without a coaster as she picks up on the invitation to follow the little bitchfit outside ]