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[h2][color=4682B4]Samson Shin-won Ahn[/color][/h2][b]Where?[/b] Apartment 1A
[b]With?[/b] On the phone with Soli; [@Lady Amalthea] texting Tas; [hr][/center]
[color=4682B4]"Hello?"[/color] Sam said, answering his phone.

[color=DC143C]"Sam?"[/color] The voice on the other side chimed back. [color=DC143C]"Sorry I had to ditch you right before the party, Ryan needed someone in the office for a late night shoot. I really did want to meet your friends though, I mean you talk about them all the time!"[/color]

If there was ever a moment in Sam's life that felt like an eternity, it was right now. He set the knife in his hand down onto the cutting board and brought them to his lips, running his thumb across it and his pointer finger on his chin. Sam was frozen as was the time, he had forgotten that before the night started he was bringing a date to Nat's party. He had invited her as his plus one a week ago, in hopes of getting lucky and just showing her off to his friends. She was a nice girl he worked with, someone who he had found both physically and mentally attractive. The two connected and blended pretty well, having spent many hours with her for the past few months as interns. But strangely enough being with Tas tonight at the party had made him forget about her, obviously up until this point now.

[color=4682B4]"... It's totally...fine."[/color] Sam replied, slowing having his thoughts come back to him. [color=4682B4]"Thanks for going though, I mean if it wasn't you then it would have been me in the office. So let's say I owe you one."[/color] 

[color=DC143C]"You're right!"[/color] She giggled, [color=DC143C]"You do owe me! Maybe you can cook me one of those famous dinner's I've heard about? Unless they're just rumors."[/color]

[color=4682B4]"Well I can't really deprive a pretty girl of food, especially if it's a pretty girl who hasn't had my cooking yet either."[/color] The man laughed jokingly. [color=4682B4]"So, Soli Turner, would you like to have dinner sometime?"[/color]

As Soli answered Sam's dinner date proposal her voice was covered by the vibration and chime from his phone, notifying him that he had received a text. He slipped the phone to it's speaker mode and read the text, which was from Tas:
[center][b]From: Doctor Hottie[/b]
[color=a187be]Back at the party, sorry I missed you. We have a homeless man here now who looks to have eaten all the food.. Do I want to know what I missed? Anywho, I may come raid your fridge tonight. Just warning you. :P [/color][/center]

Sam cut Soli off halfway through their conversation so he could concentrate on Tas as she was now re-entering his mind, charmingly telling her that he would call her tomorrow morning and they could go out for brunch and then plan the dinner date he owed her. 

[color=DC143C]"Alright! You better call, I mean, if you don't we'll just awkwardly see each other at work!"[/color] Soli said, obnoxiously laughing like a maniac. [color=DC143C]"It's not like I'm crazy or anything..."[/color]

[color=4682B4]"Good night, Soli,"[/color] Sam chuckled. Ending his conversation he went back to Tas's text and hit reply.

[center][b]To: Doctor Hottie[/b]
[color=4682B4]You're lucky I can read your mind. Come over, food should be done when you get here.[/color][/center]
Hitting the send button stared blankly at his phone screen as it brought up the rest of his text messages. The first two that appeared were that of Tas's, which was obvious as he had just finished texting her, and right under was Soli's. Noticing the amount of texts he had for each woman he chuckled. The number of texts that he shared with Tas was more than his top five most texted people combined, but Soli's number had grown a lot in the past week, as was his feelings for her now that he took a second to himself. Sam hadn't really thought much of Soli other than he wanted to sleep with her, but if he really did want to he would have done it a week ago and not after Nat's birthday party. Subconsciously his mind had played him into getting to know the girl and actually liking her. But, again, he was now making headway with Tas, and that took him forever to work up the courage.

Not more than an hour ago he was ready to profess his undying love for Tas to her, but a simple phone call from the girl he works with made him hesitate on what he was going to say once she arrived. He laughed again, which was becoming a bit strange, and went to the fridge, popping open a bottle of cheap white wine. [color=4682B4]"Cheers to me and [i]my[/i] night."[/color]