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Library [10/29]

Sam still wasn't a big fan of Halloween, but the library looked so festive that he found himself getting into a good mood anyway as he got ready for the day. The only change he made was moving the candy dish a little farther away from himself than it was when he first sat down. He didn't need a sugar rush today, really.

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"But if more people dressed like you, you wouldn't be as unique," Sam pointed out.

"You just don't want to wear suits," Chuck said, smirking.

"Suits are for special occasions, not for everyday wear," Sam said. "I don't mind wearing them when I have to."

"Suits are not just for special occasions." He wore one practically every day, jeez. "Just be thankful you didn't go to private school. A tie has been part of my uniform since pre-school."

"I can't imagine having to wear a tie every day," Sam said, looking a little horrified. "If you had to wear a uniform, why don't you dress more casual now that you don't have to?"

"I like looking nice." Seemed like the obvious answer to him.

"You can also afford to have more than one suit," Sam said. "Not everyone can. That makes dressing up every day a little hard, unless you like laundry."

"And yet another reason why I'm glad I have money," he said. "I think I own one or two pairs of jeans. Buried in the back of my closet with my extensive flannel collection."

He was joking about the flannel thing, holy crap.

"Hey, we're getting into the colder months. Flannel is awesome then," Sam protested. "Though I think I'd die from shock if I ever saw you in jeans."

"I only wear them on special occasions," he said. "Usually by request or if I know I'm going to get dirty."

"Community service dirty, or sex dirty?" Sam asked, not sure if he wanted to know the answer.

"Neither, Sam, oh my god. I don't do community service and I, like most people, prefer to be naked during sex," he said, laughing. "I was talking more along the lines of touch football."

That got even more staring out of Sam. "You know how to play touch football?"

"I am a seventeen year old American male. Of course I know how to play touch football," he said with a 'duh' look. "You can't go over to Nate's grandfather's place without getting wrangled into a game with the Vanderbilts."

"I thought rich people played polo and golf and...you know, civilized non-contact sports."

Chuck stared for a moment. "...we're physically capable of doing both. I do partake in normal teenager stuff, you know."

"I don't really think of you as a normal teenager," Sam admitted. "I guess that's kind of stupid though."

"Just a little," he said, smiling a little. "I think maybe you need to meet more rich people or watch less movies involving rich people. Or both."

"You mean movies about rich people aren't true?" Sam said, faking an exaggerated gasp of shock. "Thank goodness I have a real rich teenager to show me the error of my ways."

"Hey, you're the one thinking I played polo with the queen or something," Chuck pointed out.

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