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Tron: Legacy

Sam Flynn

Garrett Hedlund

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"Sam, what are you doing here?" Dylan asked leaning on her doorway and looking up to Sam.

"I just got back and wanted to go out to a movie with you." Sam shrugged. He was tired. He hadn't shaved. The stubble on his face was becoming a little bit hipster.

"Where you been, Sam? I haven't seen you in months."

"I went on vacation. Come on, let's go."

"I can't. I have plans."

"You can blow them off. Come on," he said stepping forward towards her.

Dylan exhaled and shook her head. "Sam, you can't just pop up and expect me to drop all of my plans."

"Why not? What do you have planned?"

"I have a date, Sam. Believe it or not."

Sam flung his head back. "You can reschedule. You and I haven't spent time together in awhile-"

"I gotta finish getting ready, Sam."

"Your date isn't that important," he said following her inside, "Plus, you look good. You don't need to get ready for anything."

"Sam, I have a date with my boyfriend. You can't expect me to drop everything because you've decided to grace me with your presence for the first time in six months," Dylan sneered at him.

"I was on vacation. I'm back now. So, let's go out. I know you don't have a boyfriend. You don't need to lie to me to make me feel bad. I feel bad already."

Dylan roughly exhaled and walked back into her bedroom. The frustration inside her was beginning to boil over. "Believe it or not, Sam, I am dating. Thanks for your vote of confidence."

"Dylan, let's stop bullshitting each other. I missed you, okay? I said it. Can we go now?"

"I'm not going anywhere with you, Sam! I have a date. What do you not understand?"

The light tap at the front door brought them both back to reality. In the doorway he stood. "I can come back. We can do this tomorrow, instead."

"Edward-"

"You're fucking Dillinger? What the hell, Dylan!"

Dylan breathed harshly towards Sam. "Sam, it's time you leave."

Sam grinded his teeth. "I leave and you replace me with Dillinger? DILLINGER, Dylan?"

"I didn't replace you! How do I replace someone if they're never even there? How do I replace someone who isn't even mine? It's time you leave, Sam. I'm fucking Edward fucking Dillinger and you just have to get over it."

Sam stepped forward to argue then gave up and to walk out of the apartment. He glared up to Dillinger and locked his jaw. "Fuck you. Hope you both enjoy fucking each other because you're both fucking useless," he said shoving Dillinger out of the doorway.

Dylan kicked the wall before placing her forehead on it. The last thing she ever wanted was to hurt Sam but what else could he expect? She wasn't a little ragdoll. She had to go separate ways. Dillinger walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her. She lightly pushed off the wall and turned into him. "I'm sorry."

"Don't worry. It's fine. Flynn's always hated me. There's nothing I can do to change that. You can go after him. It's fine."

Dylan shrugged and let herself fall into Edward's grasp. "I'm so sorry. I just-"

"I understand. You can give me a call later."

She turned around and kissed his cheek. "Thank you. I am going to go after him before he does something stupid and wreckless like always. I'm so sor-"

"It's fine. You should head out before that stupid wreckless action happens."

"Right, I'll be back. You can stay. It's fine."