Samson continuously sipped on his soda as he let the nerves take over, what was Angel wanting to do? What did he want to do with a guy that was at his own school. That was another thing, he got this weird sense of reassurance from having the discussion with someone he at least knew of. It wasn't some stranger he picked up off the internet.<br/><br/>Sammie looked down at the ground and shivered when he heard Angel yell at him saying of course he hadn't had this discussion before. "Yes I am. There is so much more that I want but it seems no one else wants it. All there is is sex. Nothing more or less." He sighed out.<br/><br/>He nodded as Angel told him about the apartment how he enjoyed it because of how private it was and the fact that no one ever asked any questions. "Sounds nice. I live where questions are asked religiously. I have no privacy." Samson always wished he could get a job and start getting out on his own. His own car, his own money. Start his life but he couldn't see how he would be ever able to do it. "When did everything start for you? As in the dreams and everything else?"