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[stilljustandrew]

When Sam next comes into Milliways and visits the Bar, he will be given a note (handwritten on ruled paper with torn-out-of-a-spiral-notepad fringe on one edge) that reads as follows:

Sam --

We're back from Sunnydale.

I'm alive. I was never in any danger from Jonathan and I was an idiot to ever think I might be. Just FYI.

-Andrew

Comments

[gavemea_45]

Sam grips his shoulder for a second, and says nothing at first.




Then:

"Want a beer?"

[stilljustandrew]

Fervently: "Oh frith yes."

[gavemea_45]

He peels off a few dollars from the clip in his pocket and lays them down on the bartop, tapping it lightly.

"Two, please."

[stilljustandrew]

It's earlier in the morning for him than he generally likes beer, but ... a slight comforting fuzz over his thoughts seems really, really appealing right now.

And even more appealing is the prospect of sharing a quiet drink with Sam, and not having to ask are we okay.