Yikes! Sam hadn't been prepared to entertain a guest (or to do a job interview) so he had to hurry and comb his hair and find clothes that were presentable. Luckily his dad was at work, so it was only himself in the trailer. Knowing that his dad didn't think highly of his 'hobby,' it was a relief for Sam to have him out of the way, so that he wouldn't be sitting in his chair with the TV blaring and glaring at whoever walked in the door.
Sam's financial situation wasn't so hot at the moment, so he was pretty much stuck here in this trailer park, living in a cramped box. Part of his bedroom had been converted into a studio of sorts where Sam recorded his videos--doing covers of popular songs. Most days it was just himself and Nahuel, his best friend, in here. While Nahuel edited his videos for uploading, Sam uselessly strummed on his guitar and made corny jokes.
He sorta wished Nahuel was here to help him with the new cameraman. Sam was notoriously awkward and bad with people, especially new people. His videos portrayed him as a dork with lots to say but in real life... mostly just dork. He sighed as he looked himself in the mirror and ran a hand over his hair, turning away immediately after and missing the strand that popped up at the side of his head. Sam sorta puttered around until he heard the neighbor's noisy dog barking, and then ran out to the front door to open it.
Why the heck was HE so nervous when HE was the one offering the job?!
Sam's smile was either too big or too small--he couldn't even tell. "Hey! Uh. Hi! Are you the guy who called about the job?"
Sam's financial situation wasn't so hot at the moment, so he was pretty much stuck here in this trailer park, living in a cramped box. Part of his bedroom had been converted into a studio of sorts where Sam recorded his videos--doing covers of popular songs. Most days it was just himself and Nahuel, his best friend, in here. While Nahuel edited his videos for uploading, Sam uselessly strummed on his guitar and made corny jokes.
He sorta wished Nahuel was here to help him with the new cameraman. Sam was notoriously awkward and bad with people, especially new people. His videos portrayed him as a dork with lots to say but in real life... mostly just dork. He sighed as he looked himself in the mirror and ran a hand over his hair, turning away immediately after and missing the strand that popped up at the side of his head. Sam sorta puttered around until he heard the neighbor's noisy dog barking, and then ran out to the front door to open it.
Why the heck was HE so nervous when HE was the one offering the job?!
Sam's smile was either too big or too small--he couldn't even tell. "Hey! Uh. Hi! Are you the guy who called about the job?"