[back dated to 15 june]
News had a way of falling into one of two categories: good or bad. From time to time a piece of news would fit both of them, which worried both writers and readers. It was much harder to deal with good news that could be bad news and vice versa.
Carrying this particular bit of news around with her, the girl named Chuck had decided the only way to deal with it was by sitting on it until the right time and place. Waiting was hard to do under the best of circumstances but now that she was both excited and scared it made her more than a little antsy.
It was almost a full week later when Charlotte Charles decided that she had had enough of waiting. Sitting cross-legged on the bed that she shared with Ned, she folded her hands and waited for him to come home. Pigby was waiting with her, occasionally snuffling around in boredom.
She understood the feeling. It was getting to be almost too much. Hearing him enter the hut, she smiled and squeezed her hands together in her lap.
"Ned?"
Carrying this particular bit of news around with her, the girl named Chuck had decided the only way to deal with it was by sitting on it until the right time and place. Waiting was hard to do under the best of circumstances but now that she was both excited and scared it made her more than a little antsy.
It was almost a full week later when Charlotte Charles decided that she had had enough of waiting. Sitting cross-legged on the bed that she shared with Ned, she folded her hands and waited for him to come home. Pigby was waiting with her, occasionally snuffling around in boredom.
She understood the feeling. It was getting to be almost too much. Hearing him enter the hut, she smiled and squeezed her hands together in her lap.
"Ned?"