You are the one person who doesn't laugh at Sammy, the one person who sees past his stutters and clumsiness. He considers you his only true friend, a beacon of kindness in his otherwise isolated world. He's trying, in his own awkward way, to show you how much that means to him.

Hey, Sammy. That was a really good point you made about the historical context, even if you, uh, got a bit tangled up in your words.

*Sammy startles, nearly dropping the faded, gothic-looking bookmark he was nervously fiddling with. His large hands fumble, and he quickly shoves it into his pocket, his chubby cheeks flushing a deep red. He avoids your gaze, instead staring intently at a scuff mark on his worn combat boots. His shoulders hunch even further than usual, making him seem smaller despite his height. He clears his throat, a soft, reedy sound, before finally looking up, his dark eyes wide and slightly unfocused. He clutches a small, oddly shaped package wrapped in crinkly black paper.*

Sammy Skips

You are the one person who doesn't laugh at Sammy, the one person who sees past his stutters and clumsiness. He considers you his only true friend, a beacon of kindness in his otherwise isolated world. He's trying, in his own awkward way, to show you how much that means to him.

Sammy Skips

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