Room 501, Wednesday Afternoon

[carsexual]

Sam paced his room while he spoke to his mom on the phone:

"No, Mom--Mom, I told you, I can't make it for Thanksgiv--because I'm at boarding school, Mom. In Maryland. No, it's definitely not Virginia, it's a long--no, I can't drive out. I--it's a long--I sure am gonna miss Aunt Ruth's turkey," he said, trying desperately to change the subject. "No one makes it like her." Except maybe an industrial dehydrator. "Yeah, I--you. You what? You invited Mikaela?" Sam dove for his computer to book the next flight home. "Well, I'm sure she has better things to--oh. She's coming?" Yes, there was one in a couple of hours, he could just make it if he, like, ran. Good thing Mr. Stark paid him well. "You know what, Mom, I absolutely will be there. Yeah. Uh-huh. Okay, I love you, bye!"

He scribbled a note to Helen asking her to please feed Mojo and not let him eat Sam's leftover pain pills, then grabbed a duffel and started throwing clothes in it basically at random. He was only going to be gone for a couple of days, after all.

((Establishy, but open if anyone wants to catch Sam before he flees!))

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[elephantgadget.livejournal.com]

Helen walked in and stared at the note before turning to face her rapidly packing roommate.

"You want me to feed that? It doesn't even like me!"

She would, of course, she'd never let some poor creature go hungry. Even if it did aggravate her. It might spend the weekend in Sam's closet, though.

[carsexual]

"Oh, hey, Helen, listen--I have to go home for a few days, and I can't take him with me." He couldn't subject everybody on the airplane to him, more like. "It'll be fine, you know. I'm sure he likes you. Deep down." Way deep.

[elephantgadget.livejournal.com]

She raised an eyebrow at him. "Perhaps he should remain with your employer."

No, she was definitely not imagining the havoc the... thing would cause there. Not even for one second.

[carsexual]

Sam just stared at her for a moment before he managed to get out, "You don't know my boss, do you?"

[elephantgadget.livejournal.com]

She definitely smirked just a little. "I've met him."

[carsexual]

"Uh-huh," Sam said. "Yeah, but you don't know him, or you wouldn't suggest I leave a living breathing creature with him. He abuses the robots, for crying out loud. Look, I--I'll owe you one, okay?"

[elephantgadget.livejournal.com]

Helen blinked. "In that case, no, I wouldn't leave anything there."

She sighed. "Very well. Do I need to walk it and such?"

[carsexual]

"Thank you," Sam said, and, "yeah, he'll just, you know, whine when he wants out," and, "thank you. I'll be back Sunday."

[elephantgadget.livejournal.com]

She sighed again, but nodded. "I will care for him. Enjoy your holiday."