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[Existentially Odd]

Samuel's jubilation after Remi dropped him home faded fairly quickly. As he sobered up, Sam realised that he was in danger of getting way ahead of himself. It was something he'd vowed to change - not to rush into things - and something Remi insisted on, by way of avoiding casual flings. If this was worth doing, it was worth doing right... and there were some things he needed to take care of before he could commit to the path he saw himself walking.

It wasn't going to be easy.

With a frown at his own thoughts, Sam pulled his phone out of his pocket, looking at the time. It was late for diurnals, after one o'clock. It gave him pause. He watched another minute lapse and then he decided to take a risk. Screwing his lips together thoughtfully, he opened his contacts and navigated to Dreki's name, opening up the message screen.

Hey. You awake?

He hit send and stayed where he was, staring at the screen and debating how long he'd wait to see if he got a response.

[Maxpphire]

The night felt like it had been dragging on, as most night since his freedom have been. He had gone back to work at sorting through what files he did have from the facility which was quite the arduous task for him so when he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket, he hit pause on the voice of his computer talking at him to see what was going on. Removing his headphones with one hand, pulling his phone out of his pocket with the other, he double tapped on the screen to hear the notification.

'One New Notification from Sam Academy Librarian'

His heart jumped with excitement as he listened to the message. It was simple, he was curious as to what Sam wanted, and thus pretty quickly responded back.

"I am, whats up?"

He hit send, wondering what might just be in store for the night. Whatever it was, he was hoping a nice long break from his computer would be involved.

[Existentially Odd]

Samuel smiled when he got a response quite quickly and typed a rapid reply.

Cool. Wondering if you'd be available to meet up to talk? I can come to yours.

He hit send and nibbled on the skin of his index finger while he waited for Dreki's opinion.

[Maxpphire]

He thought about Sam's response for a moment. He for sure wanted to meet up, that wasn't the problem. It was the couple of boxes of Hard Drives and computers that were salvaged from the facility being there. What he hadn't combed through was in his room, and what he had, sat in a box near the door, and was mostly full due to him very systematically dismantling the hard drives and thus they took up more room than before. They had all been unscrewed, their platters all shattered with the shards being stuck to heavy duty neodymium magnets. He had done his research on how to destroy them so there was no way anyone could ever recover the data. While it still wasn't messy to a normal person, it was messy to him.

"I'm available for that, but as a warning, my apartment is a little bit of a mess."

And with that he hit send, figuring if it was too messy for Sam, they could move elsewhere. Something they could discuss when it was time to cross that bridge.

[Existentially Odd]

Samuel smirked at Dreki's concern, glancing reflexively around his freshly-cleaned suite. Having seen the mortal-angel's apartment, he was betting that Dreki's idea of mess was nothing compared to what he usually dealt with.

I'm no stranger to mess. It won't bother me. I'll be there in about fifteen minutes.

With the message sent, Sam checked he was still presentable by running a brush through his hair then he grabbed his room key and phone and headed down to meet the car he'd called.

(Continued in Birds Of A Feather)