When she pressed a hand and not a hoof against his forehead, Sam realized that it was his girlfriend and not her horse. And that he had just mistaken his girlfriend for her horse. This was not good.
"We were just going for a walk," he murmured. "Then... didn't want you to think I was a wuss. An' I thought I'd be okay."
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Date: 2012-10-11 04:30 am (UTC)"We were just going for a walk," he murmured. "Then... didn't want you to think I was a wuss. An' I thought I'd be okay."