fandomtownies | the boardwalk ; monday afternoon

Sam hadn't had a good weekend in a long while. It felt like it'd been months when it really had been just a few weeks. He didn't know what he'd done wrong and who he'd wronged to get stuck with such miserable weekends but he had.

And he was tired. It wasn't so much from lack of sleep (which was something he had been experiencing) but from being through an emotional wringer every time he turned around. He'd been trying, he knew he had, and yet...

It was warm today which meant Sam had donned sunglasses and a hat to cover his face and prevent any sunburn. He'd taken to skateboarding up and down the boardwalk for long periods of time, hopping over little cracks in the sidewalk and twisting and turning in a poor attempt to look talented.

Right now, he was sitting on a bench with the board under his feet and his eyes on the ocean in the distance. It was almost calming.

[Open place in town so open, of course]