sam. sam. sammy. started out as a darling 00s emo boy. pretty lad who could've doubled as a frontman in a warped tour band. spiritual baby of my chemical romance's three cheers for sweet revenge. embodiment of his cultural moment and so perceived as too whiny by the narrative and the audience and hated for it. grew up to become a beautiful exhausted woman protagonist for an A24 psychological horror-thriller film. losing her mind. going through exquisite torment. holding it together by a thread, haunted by horrors you would be able to comprehend if the show was still a horror. or at least a drama. too bad she is now stuck in a superhero sitcom where the moment you express a slightly real complex emotion. the audience will start pelting you with tomatoes. for having hysteria.
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Safe Haven
Synopsis: After a long day of dealing with rude tourists, Lester seeks out his safe haven
CW: Tourists being mean, mention of murder and deady bodies and animal death/decay, also this might be chessy
lester lives in a trailer fight me
Lester pulled up to his trailer after a long day of roadkill collecting and having to deal with unexpected tourists and their rude comments and remarks ranging from the pit of dead animals and how imhumane it is and the smell of it to his appearnace and looks, the group hiding their poorly glares of disgust, the game group of tourists who were currently being hunted down by the twins around the town and added to the ever growing collection of mummified wax corpses in hopes to bring back the once livly and bustling town. Though he only played a small part in the whole scheme, it was still a very taxing and demanding role; 'city folks never understand, their too stuck up in their own world' Bo would say, which is why Lester always appreciated your efforts to help out where you could, sometimes going as far to help the twins clean up after a visit or bringing them left over homecooked meals.
Tired and desperatley wanting nothing more then a warm shower, some good food and sleep, Lester climbed out of his truck with Jonsey in tow, wiping the grim off his hands as he walked towards the front porch and up the stairs, taking note of the open screen door to combat the mid summer Louisiana heat. Opening the front door as quietly as he could, Lester was greeted by the silence of the trailer mixed with the dull chriping and buzzing of the insects outside.
A small plate of food covered in plastic wrap, to deter any bugs that many of wondering in looking for a meal, was left on the dining table for two, attached to it was a note, with a heart drawn on the bottom:
"asleep in the bedroom, hope you enjoy it, there's some left overs in the fridge i'll bring to the twins tommorow"
The domesticity you brought never failed to bring a smile to Lesters face, the two of you work perfectly together. Placing the plate in the microwave to heat it up, Lester went about his routine as quite as possible, not wanting to disturb your sleep, feeding Jonsey and finishing his now heated diner before heading to the bathroom for a quick shower. Opting to forgo any shirt due to the heat, Lester set on cleaning his mess before heading to bed.
Making his way to the back of the trailer, spotting your sleepig figure in one of his shirts, the thin blanket you have on pooling around your waist, Jonsey in her usual spot at the end of the end, resting her head on your ankles already fast asleep from the long day.
Carefully lifting up the blanket and climbing underneath, making himself comfortable, lester wrapped his arms around your midsection, enough for you to feel him and keep you close but not close enough to sweat and overheat. The disturbamce caused you to roll over, facing him, eyes still closed and barley awake as you mumble a slurred "welcome home" combined with a tired smile Lester loved oh so much, smiling back he pulled you in a little bit closer before finally choosing to sleep.
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