#im .......... emo

peace settles in her chest, and it's voiced by the softest of sighs as sam’s head lays against cool cotton. for the first night in weeks, she doesn’t fight exhaustion when it tugs at her eyelids.  “that means a lot to me, laura. thank you.”  sam smiles subtly, though laura will never see it.  “it’s just nice to hear a normal voice on the phone. every time i get a call, i ...”  sam trails off; that thought probably doesn’t need to be finished.  “—  this is good though. i feel safe.”