[ Or maybe he'd hang out with Kavinsky for the same reasons he's hanging out with him now - hell, Sam at seventeen or eighteen was different than he is now: angry and impulsive and cocky.
But they're not the same age, and Sam doesn't want to burn out anyone's shadows. He's still got his own, after all, it'd be pretty damn hypocritical. He just wants to maybe give them days with a little bit more sun, make things just that much brighter.
Regardless, he's not going anywhere. There's the impression of a soft laugh when Kavinsky calls him queer, because - come on, kid, this couldn't be more obvious. ]
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But they're not the same age, and Sam doesn't want to burn out anyone's shadows. He's still got his own, after all, it'd be pretty damn hypocritical. He just wants to maybe give them days with a little bit more sun, make things just that much brighter.
Regardless, he's not going anywhere. There's the impression of a soft laugh when Kavinsky calls him queer, because - come on, kid, this couldn't be more obvious. ]
( Nice of you to spell it out like that for us. )