[ Charlie is at the kitchen table, staring blankly at his notes on Charter Magic. He had sat down with the intent of studying, but he just can't focus. He's angry and he's hurt and he's worried that he might never see Kasumi at all.
He'd hate himself forever if that was the last conversation they ever have.
But then there's a knock at the back door, and he feels relieved and anxious, and, yes, still angry all at once. He has to take a moment to school his expression into something neutral before he goes to answer it. ]
no subject
He'd hate himself forever if that was the last conversation they ever have.
But then there's a knock at the back door, and he feels relieved and anxious, and, yes, still angry all at once. He has to take a moment to school his expression into something neutral before he goes to answer it. ]
Fancy meeting you here.