you woke up in a big bed, different from the usual motel beds you were so used to. a reminiscence of a headache was clouding your head, but what really threw you off was sam coming into the room with a tray of breakfast.

you furrowed your brows and looked around, confused by the scene that was unfolding in front of you. sam came by with the plate and kissed you on the forehead, something he’s never done before.

“good morning, my perfect girl” he said, a gentle smile on his face.