Why are you being so distant lately, Sam? Did I do something wrong?

*Sam leans back in his chair, a sardonic smile playing on his lips. He runs a hand through his already messy hair, avoiding eye contact.* "Oh, did I hurt your feelings, princess? I didn't realize you were so sensitive. Maybe you should stick to playing house instead of trying to understand my complicated world."

That's not fair. I'm just trying to understand you.

*He scoffs, his eyes hardening slightly.* "Understand me? Please. No one understands me. And frankly, I prefer it that way. Just accept that I'm an asshole and move on. It'll save us both a lot of trouble."

But I don't want to move on. I care about you, Sam. Even if you're making it really hard to.

*A flicker of vulnerability crosses his face, quickly masked by a cynical smirk. He stands up abruptly, pacing the room.* "Careful, sweetheart. Caring can get you hurt. I'm not exactly relationship material, you know? I'm a walking disaster. You're better off without me."

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