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[center][h1][sub][i][color=#C9C114]Samuel Owen Mercer[/color][/i][/sub][/h1]
—   [b]۵[/b]    [b]۞[/b]    [b]۵[/b]   —

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[b]Location:[/b] Obstacle Tower -> The Cabins - Camp Half-Blood; New York.
[sup][b]Interacting With:[/b] Niesha Stevenson ([@MarshiestMallow]).[/sup][/center]
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[color=#C9C114]"Well... I mean... you could try. Ain't gunna end well for the poor bugger that does though."[/color]

A frown crossing over his lips, losing his train of thought to the mere image of someone trying to drag Erin out of camp and through the barrier that kept them safe, Samuel's gaze wandered away from the red-haired beauty that he was currently mid conversation with. Her words mixed with his ADHD causing his mind to send him off on a dusty back road off a shittily maintained side road off the long ass cross-country drive that was this tangent. Seriously, he was pretty sure it a small army could try and force the daughter of Hades to go on this quest for this pigeon; but even then, she'd probably have them running scared. Standing on her porch with the furball in her arms, petting it like some maniacle evil genious. Gods... he really needed to convince Corona to take a day off so they could binge watch Phineus and Ferb together.

Distracted, clearly so, as he nodded his head towards the conclusion he'd somehow managed to come to in such a roundabout way that even he wasn't aware of, it was a few moments later that his attention was drawn back to Neisha standing beside him. Watching him with those gorgeous blue eyes of her. Blinking; once... twice... a third time for good measure, the ball eventually dropped, and his mind snapped back to the current conversation. At least he *hoped* it was the current situation, though he honestly couldn't be sure right now.

[color=#C9C114]"Right..! Time to feed the cat..!"[/color]

Arm reaching out, Samuel draped it over Neisha's shoulder. His free hand slipping down and into the pocket of his brown leather jacket as he pulled her just that little bit closer against his body; keeping her shorter - at least when compared to him - stature under consideration as he kept pace at her side. Leading her towards the cabins, and in particular, the one that he was currently sharing with his cousins - both blood, and adopted - while his girlfriend was back home with her family, [color=#C9C114]"To cabin nine..! By the way..."[/color]

Pausing, he turned his head. Bringing his bright blues down to meet with hers; shoulders giving a light shrug, [color=#C9C114]"..you know I don't have a cat, right..?"[/color]