#alison is the closest person to lawrence (or used to be) and SOMEHOW-

[amandabe11man]

alison and adam are the only ones in the movie who refer to lawrence by his first name. one of them is his wife and the other is??? on the same level as his wife?? adam and lawrence relationship CANON

[ravensroleplays]

Samantha Lawrence had made a lot of poor decisions throughout the course of her life. 

The fact that a stupid, smiley Bendy mask was the closest thing she had to a face at the moment was testament to that. 

 But of all the mistakes she had made, she would definitely count trusting in Alison Pendle to be one of the worst. 

 First off, the voice actress-turned-ink angel had had the brilliant idea to rope Thomas Connor in to their little circle. Sammy had never hated the mechanic per se, but he definitely wasn't someone she'd consider a friend. Sammy knew she wasn't always the most chipper person, but Thomas' almost perpetually grumpy attitude just turned her off. Plus, if she was being honest...she was a bit jealous of him. Despite his transformation into a cartoon wolf, he still had family who loved and accepted him the way he was. 

 Which led to the second point--not too long ago, Sammy had learned that her mother was still alive, and living in a home not too far from the town. Abigail Lawrence had never approved of, well, pretty much anything her daughter did, since she was a child, so why would she accept her now that she was an ink creature?! 

 Samantha had told Alison this, warned her that it would likely be a bad idea for her to go talk to her mother, but Pendle had pressed on. And, like an idiot, Sammy had listened.  Which was why the former music director came storming outside after the visit, angrier and more hurt than she could ever remember being in her life. She was just glad Alison wasn't there--if she saw her any time soon, she'd likely have a few choice words for her ex-coworker. 

 But Thomas was there. He raised an eyebrow as he saw Sammy exit. 

 "It went that bad, huh?"

"NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS, MONGREL!" She snapped, before shaking her head. "Why did I ever listen to that little...?!" 

 "Because, as misguided as her approach might have been, Alison's just trying to help." Thomas said matter-of-factly. "She cares about you. And, as much of a pain in the ass as you can be...so do I." He only just managed to avoid putting his hand on her shoulder as he continued. "Look, I know you probably don't think much of me, and we didn't go through the same things, but we were both stuck in that almost literally goddamned studio for decades, going through all kinds of hell." He gave her a meaningful look. "And you're not alone anymore." 

Sammy was quiet for a moment or two as she allowed herself to calm down a bit, letting out a shaking sigh. 

“I…told her everything. Mother then went into a huge tangent about ‘where my life choices got me’, and we had an argument. She then…” Sammy’s breath caught in her throat as she tried keeping herself together. “She finished off by saying that whatever I am now…I’m not her daughter.” 

 A sympathetic look actually crossed Thomas’ face. 

 “Lawrence—I don’t know what to say.” Sammy shook her head, crossing her arms. 

 “Please, I’m an adult. I think I’ll live. Besides—I guess it’s just karma. I was never the best person, even before I started worshiping a demon.” 

 “THAT DOESN’T MEAN YOU DESERVE TO BE REJECTED BY YOUR OWN FLESH AND BLOOD!” Thomas exclaimed, probably a bit too loudly. The faceless ink woman started a bit, and Thomas could tell he’d gone a bit too far. Clearing his throat, Thomas tried to calm down. “Okay, so you made mistakes in the past. A lot of mistakes. Who among us hasn’t? But that’s the key word…’in the past’.” This time, he did put his hand on Sammy’s shoulder.

“Lawren…Samantha. You were a victim, like the rest of us. You did what you could to survive; even if it was misguided, like the rest of us. ‘sides, my hands aren’t exactly clean, either…I don’t even remember how many of my former coworkers I mowed down in there.” 

Sammy looked over at his hand, raising a nonexistent, yet somehow still there, eyebrow, under her mask as she said 

“Could you please not…?” 

 “Right, sorry.” Thomas moved his hand quickly before continuing. “Point is, you’re still healing. And yeah, you’re still all inky, but honestly? I think the most important thing right now is to get your mental health together. And if what Alison said is true, you’ve already come far.” The mechanic-turned-cartoon wolf gave the former music director a surprisingly warm look. “You should be proud.” Sammy felt a lump forming in her throat.  

“Thank you.” She said quietly. “That…actually means a lot Conn…Thomas.”

 He gave her a small, but genuine, smile. 

 “Anytime.”