 Yeahhh, Mr White! Yeah science!
Meetings. Sammy LOVED meetings. And he could say so without even the teeniest tiniest hint of sarcasm.
Meetings meant sitting on your bottom, drinking coffee, eating cookies (if you were lucky) and talking. These were among Samson's favourite pastimes EVER.
Heading back into the Gobstones office from the break room armed with a milky, sweet coffee for the occasion, he took his place among his peers. His charming pearly white smile was flashed at the other employees, “Hi folks.”, and then directed at Mariel. “Mariel.”
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