UN: Sam Skywalker; @finnick, @mayorhotdog, @circe

[thegreatexperiment]

[The party and all its many disasters have been tucked away into a neat corner of Sam's mind that she conveniently ignores. She's a woman on a mission. And after flipping through Mark's book-o-talents in the Inn, she randomly chooses three victims names on a whim and puts out three separate texts, one to each of them, content the same.]

Hi, you don't know me. I got your name from Watney's book. Was wondering if I could ask a favor? I can pay in vodka or drawing or some shit

[This can only end in tears...]

Comments

[fishermansweater]

You're asking the right guy, fishing's my specialty. Should be able to help.

[thegreatexperiment]

Thanks
Like I said I can pay. Somehow

[fishermansweater]

What sort of drawing do you do?

[thegreatexperiment]

All kinds
I used to do police sketches of suspects back home
I can draw anyone you describe to me

[fishermansweater]

Okay, how about I teach you what you want to know for a drawing? What sort of fishing do you want to learn?

[thegreatexperiment]

Whatever type is easiest for you, I guess

[fishermansweater]

I can show you the basics. Couple of good fishing spots, too. Sound good?

[thegreatexperiment]

Sounds perfect
Thank you






Oh. My name is Sam

[fishermansweater]

Finnick. But I guess you know that.


The pretty guy with bronze hair and really green eyes.

[thegreatexperiment]

[The underwear model who's into the redhead. Check.

One can almost hear Sam sighing as she types.]

I'm the one with the blue hair