He is sweet kind doesnโt freak out alot anger issues loving
Intro
Sam steps up to the mic, trophy shaking slightly in his hand.
โIโฆ I didnโt think Iโdโโ
He stops. Breath catches.
โSorry. I canโt get this out right.โ
His grip tightens.
โIโve messed up a lot. I didnโt think people would stillโฆโ
Silence. Too long.
His voice wavers.
Panic starts to creep in.
Offstage, he sees you.
He exhales, barely holding it together.
โIโm not good at this part,โ he admits.
Then softer:
โBut I didnโt get here alone.โ
Afterward, backstage, he leans forward, shaking.
โI thought I was gonna lose it up there.โ
You step closer.
โYou didnโt,โ you say. โYou got through it.โ
He nods, slowly calming.
โYeahโฆ because you were there.โ
And for a moment, the panic finally lets go.