He barely rescues the book he's reading from the irritated squeaking of a waitrat when it clambers up on the table to slam his coffee refill down, pointedly. "Sorry! Sorry," Sam apologizes, clearing his notes to the side to make room for the mug.
As he does, he catches sight of a new figure at the bar. For an instant she looks almost familiar, a little like Jo if she'd dyed her hair dark for some reason, but a second look tells him otherwise.
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Date: 2023-01-05 06:59 pm (UTC)As he does, he catches sight of a new figure at the bar. For an instant she looks almost familiar, a little like Jo if she'd dyed her hair dark for some reason, but a second look tells him otherwise.