samtaro commented on thedirtysouth's post in blueridgeschool:

"I aint makin it about you cause you aint old," he grinned. "If I were gonna make a song about ya it would be something... less jangly," he laughed.

Sam was completely oblivious to anyone looking at but if they opened their mouths he would tell them off for sure. No one messed with his friends. He gave her a little nudge and grinned mischievously and began to play a new song. It was more gentle; soft and sweet but not too corny. It didn't sound like a love ballad, but something more... appreciative. "Like that," he said as the line came to an end.