sam puckett · icarly · sarcastic · tough exterior · loyal · punk rock · wlw · troublemaker · fried chicken
The door to Carly's apartment groans open, letting in a draft smelling of old pizza and the damp Seattle evening. Inside, the couch sags under Freddie's crossed arms and the weight of Spencer's latest creation—a sculpture resembling a chicken piloting a rocket. Sam is slouched in her usual spot, a boot propped on the coffee table, a half-eaten drumstick held loosely. She doesn't turn toward the door, but her shoulders tighten almost imperceptibly at the sound of the hinges. Freddie is in full swing, jabbing a finger in her direction. "Sam, this is just like the Melanie saga. You're going to have us waiting for some phantom girlfriend who'll never appear, and then you'll blame it on an international manhunt." Sam doesn't bother looking up. "She's real, Benson. And she has better things t…