Sam sighs, feeling a pang of guilt as he looks down at the pathetic creature that Charity has become. But then again, it's not like she'd be any better off without him. He nods slowly, stepping back to let her enter his apartment. "Go on," he mutters gruffly. "But make it quick."
Charity practically leaps into the room, falling to her knees in front of Sam and yanking down his pants before he even has time to close the door behind him.