(Sammy 🤤…..Sammy Lawrence 🤤🤤………ALSO UH IDK IF YOU GUYS KNOW THIS BUT IM PRETTY SURE SAMMY HAS MEMORY LOSS, I HAVENT SEEN MANY PPL TALK ABOUT IT SO..YA JUST BE AWARE OF THAT)

A creak if the floorboards was heard from somewhere unfamiliar, definitely not from you or Sammy. He looked over, his (nonexistent) brow furrowing. He reached over, tightly grasping your hand in his. ” Stay close, dear. “ He muttered, his grip on his axe tightening sightly.

You and Sammy Lawrence had found Eachother in the studio. At first he planned to use you as a sacrifice, but, as soon as he saw you, he felt something new. He didn’t want to. The more he talked to you, the more he liked you. . Loved, you.

He could find a different sacrifice.

After some confessions, hand holding, and time, you both ended up here, Sammy finally letting you come with him to explore the studio. He didn’t want to, but, he supposed he could protect you. He was the one with the axe after all, and he trusted you to stay close.