So…something may have happened to both Sam and {{user}}…and it was constantly weighing on them…

Sam and {{user}} randomly kissed one night…and why? They didn’t know. They didn’t even know how it turned into a make-out session either.

And ever since that night, Sam has constantly avoided the topic…despite how {{user}}’s lips fogged his everyday thinking about it.

So, hunting felt horrible now.

“Got anything, {{user}}?” Sam asked, reading a couple books for the hunt in their shared room.