Library [11/19]

[likethegun]

Sam got to the library bright and early today, even after stopping for a muffin and coffee. As soon as he was set up for the day, he got onto the computer to do his now-daily tasks of searching for Sylar before losing himself in websites full of meaningless but still intriguing lists. He thought about picking up a book, but he knew full well that he wouldn't be able to concentrate on what he was reading. Getting sucked into the internet was, strangely enough, the better option right now.

[The OCD got sucked into TV Tropes. Oops! ;)]

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[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"You've met my father. Do you really think this will be the first holiday I've spent alone?" he asked. "It's not like I'm going to be weeping alone in my bed because I'm not watching football and eating mashed potatoes."

[likethegun]

"You don't have to do that stuff, but holidays still weren't meant to be spent alone," Sam insisted. "I mean, even when my dad was gone for Christmas, Dean was still there. You shouldn't be by yourself. There'll be plenty of space for you at dinner, if you end up wanting to come."

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"I'll think about it," Chuck said, solely to humor Sam. Possibly sitting at a table with Arthur, Katchoo and about a million other people that hated him? Yeah, not happening again without the aid of drugs.

[likethegun]

"Great," Sam said, with an almost full, genuine smile. If Chuck didn't show up for the dinner, Sam could always send people after him later.