The City Of Astan

Sam

I sigh before nodding, and lead him into the ally I went into yesterday.

Louis

I follow her and take a deep breath, not sure why she makes me so nervous, "I want to apologize...about last night. I swear it wasn't me. It just happened.."

Sam

I study him again and look away for a second, "I believe you."

Louis

I swallow and nod, awkwardly looking at my feet, "Also...if you ever need anything - or until you get another place, seeing as yours is kind of...not usable right now - know that you can come to me. It's weird and crazy, and I'll regret it in the end, probably, but it feels right. So...yeah."

Sam

I look back at him, "Yeah...I kind of need a place right now," I tell him, sighing, "Can...Can I stay with you?"

Louis

I flash a smile and nod, looking up to my room, "Yeah, sure. Just...one condition...you can't do what you do and come back with the loot. I just...can't have any evidence at my place. Alright?"

Sam

I pout, "Fine," I sigh, "As long as you don't invite any officers over," I say, "And you don't peek at me," I flash a smile.

Louis

I flash a smile and nod, "Deal."

Sam

I nod and yawn, shivvering a little as I push the hair out of my eyes, "Can...we go up there? It's really cold out here and I kind of slept in the snow..."

Louis

I nod and look at the fire escape, "You head up that way and I'll open the window. The front of the place is still covered in cops."

Sam

I nod and head up the fire escape, my hands freezing once I get up.

Louis

I head in through the front and lock the door behind me. Opening the window, I let Sam in and grab a blanket for her to warm up with.

Sam

I flash a smile at Louis and take the blanket, warming my hands up with it. I cuddle up on the couch and wrap my arms around myself, closing my eyes for a second.

Louis

i flash a smile at her, watching for a moment, before heading into the kitchen to make some hot chocolate.

Sam

I open my eyes and stand, walking into the kitchen to find him. I wrap my arms around him to warm up and shivver, "God, You're warm," I chuckle, burying my face in his shirt, "What...what are you doing?"