I’m entering Carly’s apartment for our ICarly rehearsal and there’s a note on the couch,
Sam and I are in my room for rehearsal instead of the studio. So come up there instead. Thanks!
Why are they in Carly’s room? Well, whatever. At least I found the note. I walked into Carly’s room and the lights were off. Either Sam was pulling a prank or something, or they were actually in the studio. I flipped on the lights expecting Sam to jump out at me. But Carly was just sitting on her bed with her pink bathrobe on with no Sam in sight.
“Where’s Sam?” I asked.
“Sam, Sam, Sam, that’s all you talk about.” She slowly walked toward me. “You never talk about me anymore, why not?” This was getting creepy.
“So… Sam isn’t here…?” I asked. Okay, what’s going on?