"Are you looking for Ollie?" Jacqui asked when they looked up and saw Sam, figuring that she was in the park looking for the at-the-moment-very-stoned mutual friend they shared, not that the also-very-stoned Jacqui knew where he was. But they didn't think Sam would be in the park to partake in the holiday celebrations of her own free will. Despite her friendship with Ollie, and, yeah, Jacqui too.

“Hey,” Sassa said, barely glancing up from her phone as Sam greeted her, eyes still on the text message - as they had been, since she received it. As much as Greer had made her miserable in the past, and as much as Sassa blamed her for her and Mitch’s...falling out, or whatever, she just couldn’t believe she’d actually be doing this. Playing this game as the first texts had called it. But she wasn’t about to risk it - whoever it was knew something, even if they didn’t know everything Greer had. And it was simple enough, right? Let someone else take her phone. Pretend to be her. Text someone as her. Not that big of a deal. 

Sassa was a bit of a control freak though, and the idea of someone else potentially fucking with the perfectly curated images she had developed nearly broke her out in hives. But at least - and this was something Greer wouldn’t have fucked up - it was Mitch. Who barely knew her anymore, with everything that had changed in the past year. And she trusted Sam. Mostly. Sort of. More than a lot of people, at least. “Would you do me a favor?” Sassa asked, finally turning her gaze up to the younger girl, a blink of long lashes accompanying the question. “I, uh...need help figure out what to say to Mitch. We haven’t really spoken in a while,” she said, shrugging up one shoulder, trying to keep her question casual, like this wasn’t the last thing she wanted to be doing. 

Sam: i think my neighbor is an alien.

location: sam’s place

time frame: 11.16

warnings: nope

“You know that this is like, the worst christmas movie ever right?” Kitty groans, throwing a piece of popcorn in the direction of the blonde. Feelings weren’t something that came naturally to her, maybe it came from watching her parents fight so regularly, or maybe ― more realistically ― it stemmed from the reality of losing her belief in others so young. Relationships required trust, and trust wasn’t something she had a lot of to just give away to anyone that walked into her life. Trust resulted in disappointed. Therefore, relationships? They were a no-go.. Ever since high school she’s been determined to stay ahead of the needs of men, to control all situations she could before they controlled her. But Sam didn’t seem interested in that, and as her head rested upon his shoulder while watching a god-awful christmas movie she knew she was going down a rabbit hole she might not be able to get out of. Again. “If Buddy had more than a quarter of a braincell he’d be making his dad’s life hell right now, let’s be real. Hallmark movies might be hella predictable, but at least they’re not unrealistic... and dumb.”