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[imthenewguy.livejournal.com]

Hangover from hell. *Hiding under sheets.*

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[iwillbeastar.livejournal.com]

You shouldn't drink so much.

[imthenewguy.livejournal.com]

I didn't even know it'd be spiked. *And well, by the time he had, he'd been tipsy. Tipsy enough to think it a good idea to go back to it. And voila. He felt awful.*

[iwillbeastar.livejournal.com]

They spiked you? Oh, Sam.... are you okay?

[likebroadway.livejournal.com]

Sam, you mom said it was okay for me to come in... Sam?

[imthenewguy.livejournal.com]

*Sam groaned from under the bedcover and did nothing for a moment, before he lifted it up - his eyes closed - and gestured for her to join him,.*

[likebroadway.livejournal.com]

[Rachel watched him for a moment, he couldn't still be tired. Last time she'd seen him he was too exhausted to do anything. Slowly she moved to sit on the edge of the bed]

Sam?

[jewhawk.livejournal.com]

[In his bed across the room, hiding his eyes from the light.] Was fuckin' worth it, though...

[imthenewguy.livejournal.com]

Was it, man? I remember... leaving this place. And that's about it. *Hazy memories in between, but Sam wasn't the best when he drank. He got more outgoing, he was very flirtatious and he usually ended up doing something silly. And often couldn't count on Puck to do much other than encourage him and make sure he got home in one piece!*

[jewhawk.livejournal.com]

Hell yeah! You made out with this hot brunette, and she said your lips were awesome.

verse?

[morbidbubbles.livejournal.com]

Don't expect me to sympathize. You could've stopped. [Have some tough love from your lady]

Passionate Kisses? :D

[imthenewguy.livejournal.com]

*Very tough love, that ended up with him groaning out in pain.* Not even a sympathy kiss?

*thumbs up*

[morbidbubbles.livejournal.com]

Nope, not even that. [Sure Tina would LIKE to, but she's trying to be strong and stick to her guns and all that] Maybe next time you'll learn to cut yourself off.

so... I'm pretty much looking for a Quinn/Sam fix I guess

[singitquinnie.livejournal.com]

[Quinn can't help but chuckle a little at Sam's expression. She had no idea where he had gone, only that he'd shown up at her house the night before not looking so good.] Hey sleepy.

I'm good with this!

[imthenewguy.livejournal.com]

Ughhhh... hey. *Sam felt pretty much like death. He'd gone round to Puck's to hang out, which had also involved Artie and Mike and had resulted in all four boys ending up drunk. Sam didn't even know he was drinking alcohol until it was too late. By that point, he was drunk enough to not care. He'd only ended up leaving after Mike had told him that if he wanted to really make an impression with Quinn he needed to do something awesome. Sam had had the amazing idea of climbing up to her window but by the time he'd gotten to her door the world was spinning a little too much to even find her window, never mind climb up to it.*

[singitquinnie.livejournal.com]

[She climbed onto the part of the bed that Sam wasn't occupying and moved some hair out of his face.] How's your head?

[iwillbeastar.livejournal.com]

You shouldn't drink so much.

[imthenewguy.livejournal.com]

I didn't even know it'd be spiked. *And well, by the time he had, he'd been tipsy. Tipsy enough to think it a good idea to go back to it. And voila. He felt awful.*

[likebroadway.livejournal.com]

Sam, you mom said it was okay for me to come in... Sam?

[imthenewguy.livejournal.com]

*Sam groaned from under the bedcover and did nothing for a moment, before he lifted it up - his eyes closed - and gestured for her to join him,.*

[jewhawk.livejournal.com]

[In his bed across the room, hiding his eyes from the light.] Was fuckin' worth it, though...

[imthenewguy.livejournal.com]

Was it, man? I remember... leaving this place. And that's about it. *Hazy memories in between, but Sam wasn't the best when he drank. He got more outgoing, he was very flirtatious and he usually ended up doing something silly. And often couldn't count on Puck to do much other than encourage him and make sure he got home in one piece!*

verse?

[morbidbubbles.livejournal.com]

Don't expect me to sympathize. You could've stopped. [Have some tough love from your lady]

Passionate Kisses? :D

[imthenewguy.livejournal.com]

*Very tough love, that ended up with him groaning out in pain.* Not even a sympathy kiss?

so... I'm pretty much looking for a Quinn/Sam fix I guess

[singitquinnie.livejournal.com]

[Quinn can't help but chuckle a little at Sam's expression. She had no idea where he had gone, only that he'd shown up at her house the night before not looking so good.] Hey sleepy.

I'm good with this!

[imthenewguy.livejournal.com]

Ughhhh... hey. *Sam felt pretty much like death. He'd gone round to Puck's to hang out, which had also involved Artie and Mike and had resulted in all four boys ending up drunk. Sam didn't even know he was drinking alcohol until it was too late. By that point, he was drunk enough to not care. He'd only ended up leaving after Mike had told him that if he wanted to really make an impression with Quinn he needed to do something awesome. Sam had had the amazing idea of climbing up to her window but by the time he'd gotten to her door the world was spinning a little too much to even find her window, never mind climb up to it.*