Charlie wasn't in a good mood. She wasn't in a good mood at all. After her own fiance got all mean and wouldn't screw her, she'd poured herself into a really hot dress. She'd even managed to scare up a cigarette. She was sitting on the steps of her house in the Hamlet, smoking and staring at the sky, sighing dramatically from time to time.
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Now that he was there, though, he wasn't sure he should have. "Charlie?" he said warily, stoppin' at the bottom of the steps.
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"Well hey there, old man. How's it hangin'?"
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"From what he was like this morning, I don't think that fiance of mine gives a shit about what I do. So I might as well have a little fun."
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She tilted her chin, glaring at him, pushing her hair back from her forehead.
"You got any idea how borin' my life is?"
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