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MEET SAM EVANS

The all-around nice guy from a not-so nice home. The Evans’ family issues were the subject of town gossip, stemming from the unexpected death of his mother when Sam was only thirteen years old.

After high school, with nothing really keeping in Castleport, Sam found his way to Boston, foregoing college and picking up odd jobs here and there, wandering aimlessly.

Eventually, after stumbling into an apprenticeship at a tattoo parlor, Sam honed his talent into becoming a legitimate tattoo artist with dreams of one day owning his own shop.

With notice of his father’s failing health, he decided returning to Castleport would be in his best interest, if only to tie up loose ends. Even if it means revisiting ugly memories.

HEADCANONS:

Sam was always a bit of a loner. He had friends and was good at making them, and drawing people in with his sense of humor and good looks, but more than anything, he liked his quiet time. With his father wrapped up in taking care of the bar and sometimes (more often than not) at the bottom of some bottle, Sam found that time easy to come by. He’d spend most of his days sketching, skating, or (much to the annoyance of the local law enforcement) tagging various buildings around Castleport with graffiti. He wasn’t the best student–mostly due to his uncanny ability to be easily distracted–but was capable enough, especially drawn to good books and excelling at any art class since he was old enough to handle a crayon. While he wasn’t on any particular sports team or really, active in the high school machine outside of glee club (and that had been a fluke of a choice at the urging of a very insistent guidance counselor), Sam still found himself well-liked and relatively popular, if only for the ‘aloof and mysterious’ vibe one could cultivate in a town where damn near everybody knew everyone else.

Being responsible for himself in the ways that his grief-stricken father could not be taught Sam self-reliance; he’s ridiculously independent, and always has been, to the point where asking for anything can be challenging. He prefers the facade to the real thing, the picture of the brooding and thoughtful boy next door, the sweet and funny one who never met a dare he couldn’t say no to, who was always quick with a joke or an impression, instead of the truth, the quiet guy with the absent father who drank too much and never got over the unexpected death of the family matriarch. It was easy to mask the loneliness of his home life by simply never being at home unless he absolutely had to, dragging along his little sister Stacy wherever he went. Despite the awkward tension of their relationship, of having to pick up and clean up after his father and take up the mantle of caring for his younger sister, Sam loves him a lot, even if they don’t know each other much at all. Thankfully, he has a solid relationship with Stacy, who stayed in Maine to attend college but visits him regularly.

Moving to Boston and getting the hell out of Castleport, Sam felt like he could finally be away from the rumor mill. Whether it was the bust up of a relationship or whispers about family troubles and yet another James Evans drunken outburst, he was glad to finally shake off those old ghosts in a new city. And while he initially considered applying to college or even art school Sam eventually realized he had neither the desire nor discipline for a traditional route with a degree and debt. But one night, feeling particularly bold he wandered into Mystery Ink. Two hours later he was sporting fresh ink in the memory of his mother and talking with the owner about an apprenticeship. Flash forward three years later, he’s a fully licensed artist with a large clientele and ready to make the next step with opening up his own shop. He loves being a tattoo artist, connecting with people and creating something beautiful and lasting, art on a different kind of canvas. He’s come a long way from the kid getting busted for spray painting on the side of the local pharmacy and he no longer views Castleport as a place to avoid or run away from. In fact, he hardly thinks about it at all.

CONNECTIONS:

Mercedes Jones ‘THE ONE WHO GOT AWAY’: The one who came at the wrong time, and still does. He brought her goofy side out and she calmed his rapid thoughts. It might have worked if her heart wasn’t in an entirely different place, unbeknownst to Sam. After a kiss with Quinn, it sealed Sam and Mercedes fate and she ended things. It took time for them to become friends again, with Sam wallowing in hurt and Mercedes harboring guilt over her secret kiss with Quinn. Years later, they’re friends again, and it’s (almost) like it never happened.

Sugar Motta ‘THE FRIEND WITH BENEFITS’: The pair bonded over tutoring sessions junior year. As his tutor, Sugar usually just offered him the tests instead of actual study materials, but Sam wasn’t complaining. They’ve kept up a casual friendship since high school, and after spotting one another on Tindr and both swiping right, ‘benefits’ were added, usually whenever Sugar happens to visit Boston.

Hunter Clarington ‘THE UNEXPECTED FRIEND’: Sam and Hunter are as different as can possibly be. The rich kid rake and the blue collar boy, diverged on different paths once high school ended. It was post-Castleport, when both found themselves in Boston did they form some kind of friendship when Hunter wandered into the tattoo shop where Sam worked. Perhaps it was a familiar face in a new city or that it was easier to talk to someone beyond the trappings of high school and money but the two realized how much they actually had in common. Now back in Castleport, Hunter has offered Sam a business deal to help bank his dreams of opening up his own tattoo shop. The pair are a great example of moving past high school bullshit and developing a solid bond.

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