I am nothing, you are wind and devil and god...

[unworthysqueaky]

It isn't everyday that she finds herself on a boat, but here she is, looking unphased by the sudden change of scenery. Wide-eyed, she takes in her surroundings as she steps across the deck. She opens her mouth and speaks with a tiny voice like a little girl's.

"Has anyone seen Charlie?"

Typist: I don't know if I'm crazy or awesome, but here she is

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[sureilikegirls]

Uhm, hello, well I know I'm not the Charlie you're looking for, but I am a Charlie, and... well, I believe that we know each other...?

[unworthysqueaky]

She skips over to him, grinning. "Hey, Charlie! Have you seen Charlie?"

[sureilikegirls]

He cautiously takes off his hat and wrings it in his hands. "Uhm, I... uhm... wow. Charlie. No. ...Have you seen John?"

[unworthysqueaky]

Absentmindedly twirling some hair around her finger, she furrows her brow. "You mean I-heart-Jodi-John? Or, really sexy John?"

[sureilikegirls]

He scoffs. "Which one do you think I'd be looking for?"

[unworthysqueaky]

Squeaky shrugs. "I dunno. Maybe you wanted lessons on how to write an obsessive letter." She pauses. "Nevermind."

[sureilikegirls]

"Are you implying something, person belonging to the female gender?"

[americancousin]

*Enter said "sexy John", slightly off cue (but don't tell him this)* Good evening to you both.

[unworthysqueaky]

"Person belonging to-- what?"

Squeaky turns slowly with wide eyes. "Hello, se-- I mean Johnny!"

[americancousin]

"Hey there, sweetheart. Good evening Charles and *yes* I *have* read your damn book recently, you don't need to ask me again."

[sureilikegirls]

"Ah! John!" Charlie cries with a bit of a squeal, quite forgetting altogether what he had wanted to tell John in the first place. "How... how are things?"

[americancousin]

"As well as can be expected, I suppose. Any fresh blood around here?"

[sureilikegirls]

"Fresh blood? No... I don't think... but there's some raisins over there!"

[unworthysqueaky]

"Raisins?" She repeats. "Charlie- not you- says that raisins are the work of the devil."

[sureilikegirls]

"But, raisins!" replies Charlie. "How could they be the work of the devil - they are merely shriveled grapes that you pop in your mouth - why, the flavor practically EXPLODES in your mouth!" He giggles and claps enthusiastically, then realizes (a bit too late) he looks silly and stops.