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Today was the day. The bright humble beginning of his farewell to France and warm welcome to New York. Samuel could hardly wait, immediately throwing his coat to the sofa and rushing towards the bedroom when he returned through the front door. He realized Mari must have left while he was out, though paid no mind to her absence as he searched for a suitcase. She might have not remembered him leaving, as she was fast asleep when he first woke to the morning light and readied himself or breakfast. Everybody he knew had become a victim of his excitement recently, especially now that his upbeat chirpiness heightened to a peak today. Even as he met Clementine for breakfast he was restless; talking over his pancakes until they turned cold. Now that he'd given it a second thought, his leaving a few hours ago could have definitely been loud enough to disturb her slumber. Shaking his head once, he reminded himself to spring her the news when she got back, if she wasn't here now. Hiding this from Mari had been a huge task, dodging questions and changing the subject rapidly all to keep the element of surprise when the words finally hit her. After all, who wouldn't want a surprise uproot to New York? An unexpected move would surely put Sam in high spirits if the roles were reversed. He searched under the bed for his black suitcase to begin packing. Clothes were the only thing he planned to tow along with him. They were so many, and he was going to pack every single piece he owned apart from the outfits he planned for the next few days. Organization was key, he remembered. The other furniture, books and kitchenware were as far as sold for all he knew. New York was a fresh start with a new apartment, new kitchen, new bedroom. Bringing the old furniture would weigh the move down and Samuel didn't want to drag any unneeded baggage along with him. Sure, he loved France and would still gladly call this little apartment in Paris home as the fresh start right out of school helped mend his heavy heart, but the poor experiences from his career was a negative energy he would gladly leave behind. It was one place or the other and New York was too far within his reach for him to turn back now. The big apple was everything he had envisioned for so long, even without realizing it. After finally finding a way to control his career without it crumbling beneath his feet, why would he choose otherwise?
He quickly waved an extension charm on the suitcase, before rapidly emptying his draws and packing his clothes one by one. Usually such a neat freak would fold his clothes to immense perfection as he didn't want them to get ruined during travel, however right now his excitement and restlessness had got the better of him that they were a more unkempt kind of folded. Extreme neatness and organization were still in the forefront of his mind although striving for perfection had long suffocated within his excitement. By the time he had packed half his clothing he was completely immersed in the task. Mind captured in a zone of many promising experiences New York held to the point only at the sound of another's words did he rouse from his concentration. "What?" Slightly dumfounded at the disturbance his head tilted up from the suitcase to Amara's silhouette. A moment passed before his thoughts gathered themselves enough to form a response. "Oh!" With a brief step forward he approached her to bode an explanation. "This was supposed to be a surprise." After a quick glance to the suitcase and back to Mari he continued. "But I can't hide it now." His excitement was evident through the small smile tickling the corners of his lips though he still attempted to keep it in. "I'm moving to New York!" He clutched her shoulders before pulling her into a bear hug. "This is so exciting!" Stifling the urge to jump up and down was a difficult feat but Sam managed it enough to avoid looking like a madman. After months of avoiding the subject and keeping himself from dropping hints his shoulders immediately felt lighter. He sighed once to fill the silence until the realization he had excluded her pronoun crossed his mind. He planned for them both to move, not him alone. What on earth was he thinking? "Sh*t I meant we." His correction was tardy but hopefully not tardy enough to seem half hearted. He shook his head before chirpiness quickly returned to his stature so they could continue celebrating the news. "We are moving to New York!"
He quickly waved an extension charm on the suitcase, before rapidly emptying his draws and packing his clothes one by one. Usually such a neat freak would fold his clothes to immense perfection as he didn't want them to get ruined during travel, however right now his excitement and restlessness had got the better of him that they were a more unkempt kind of folded. Extreme neatness and organization were still in the forefront of his mind although striving for perfection had long suffocated within his excitement. By the time he had packed half his clothing he was completely immersed in the task. Mind captured in a zone of many promising experiences New York held to the point only at the sound of another's words did he rouse from his concentration. "What?" Slightly dumfounded at the disturbance his head tilted up from the suitcase to Amara's silhouette. A moment passed before his thoughts gathered themselves enough to form a response. "Oh!" With a brief step forward he approached her to bode an explanation. "This was supposed to be a surprise." After a quick glance to the suitcase and back to Mari he continued. "But I can't hide it now." His excitement was evident through the small smile tickling the corners of his lips though he still attempted to keep it in. "I'm moving to New York!" He clutched her shoulders before pulling her into a bear hug. "This is so exciting!" Stifling the urge to jump up and down was a difficult feat but Sam managed it enough to avoid looking like a madman. After months of avoiding the subject and keeping himself from dropping hints his shoulders immediately felt lighter. He sighed once to fill the silence until the realization he had excluded her pronoun crossed his mind. He planned for them both to move, not him alone. What on earth was he thinking? "Sh*t I meant we." His correction was tardy but hopefully not tardy enough to seem half hearted. He shook his head before chirpiness quickly returned to his stature so they could continue celebrating the news. "We are moving to New York!"