[1:02am]
i heard a loud crash from the living room, to which i dropped what i was doing and ran to make sure sam was okay.
the tv was slanted off of the stand, halfway on the floor, screen side down. it was still plugged in, which made me laugh.
"what happened?" i ask, noticing sam panicking, and a none-the-wiser ice, sitting next to the blonde.
"i was playing with ice, and i bumped into the tv, i couldn't catch it, and this happened." he sighs, fixing his iconic pink hat that had slightly slipped sideways.
"pick it up, let's see what damage there is." i shrug, crossing my arms.
the canadian marble fox even turned to watch as sam carefully started to lift the flatscreen.
"is it broken?" i ask, catching myself leaning forwards to see.
"no cracks, thank god. let's turn it on and see if the screen is okay." he sighs, reaching for the remote on the stand.
the tv turns on looking just fine, so i just laugh and shrug again.
"it's not broken, it's fine."
[1:10am]
i'm going to be adding the times i started the imagines and the times i finished them.