linn and sammy

Who: Linn and Sammy
When: 10:37AM
Where: Econo Foods

If he could have, Sammy would have been muttering beneath his breath, but as it was, he couldn't, but the light scowl on his face gave away how he felt quite well. When Helen had said - not even an hour ago - for Sammy to go get something she could make for supper since she 'hadn't been expecting guests' Geo had waved for him to go so that he and Helen wouldn't have yet another fight. So, here he was now, wandering the aisles of Econo Foods searching for something to take home. ...no, no. To take back to Helen's. Helen's wasn't home, home was burned down.

Who: Sammy and Linn

Where: MSHS lunch room

When: Lunch hour

Soup. It was perfect for the day, which was rainy and just...really, really unpleasant. Weather-wise and mood wise. Sammy stared down into the bowl he'd picked up from the lunch-line, just...staring into it, really. He hadn't taken a single spoonful, he just let the steam rise up, warming his face. The sounds in Sammy's ears were muffled and he was half-asleep in his seat, all kinds of miserable. News of more deaths on top of his dreams on top of...well, everything...Sammy just wasn't happy. He rubbed at his eyes - they felt like they were burning.

Linn made his way through the lunchroom, clutching his paper sack lunch in one hand. It had been kinda a crappy day for him. More bad news about freaky murders, plus he hadn't done very well on his science homework last night and was going to have to go back to Mrs. Wu's class after school for some help. Super suck. Oh well. Nothing a peanut butter sandwhich and a ho-ho -- hold on there. Was that Sammy Williams? He hadn't been in science class... Dang, he looked mad-sick. Linn ducked through the crowded noisy room until he got to Sammy's table. "Hey..." Without waiting for an invitation he plopped down next to the other guy.

Who: Sammy and Linn
Where: MSHS; Science lab
When: Second period

Sammy looked warily at the counter in front of him and the different chemicals and equipment that lined the metal top. The very sight of them was displeasing to him as he stared discontentedly at the burners and beakers and different solutions that were all supposed to do something to make something else and, oh, why was he in this class? He wanted to melt into the floor or shift into a bird and make his escape but, really, it wasn't possible and so he could only sit tiredly in terror as the teacher called out who was paired with him in this lab.