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[giftless]

What had he done? Edmund had woken up that morning, in bed with Luna but thankfully clothed, remembering every second of the day before, but he still couldn't believe it. He couldn't believe he'd decreed his love for Luna, a girl he hardly knew. He couldn't believe he'd been planning a wedding and went so far as to talk to Susan. He couldn't

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[teenagerenegade]

Thankfully, Aly's not there, so it's just him and Honour. He's woken up all of a sudden, so he's tousled and barefoot and his hand's resting on top of the wolf's head as he comes to the door.

And he can't say anything. He just stares.
He must look like shit.

[giftless]

Charlie looked an utter mess. Just the sight of him tore at Edmund's heart and made him feel such a horrible wretch.

"I'm sorry," he blurted out, still panting and a touch sweaty about the face, before Charlie could say anything or slam the door in his face. "I'm so sorry, Charlie. I don't know what came over me. Something happened to me and I just looked at her and it was like magic, like some horrible spell that I couldn't break out of. I don't love her; I barely even know her. I love you and I'm sorry, Charlie, I'm so sorry."

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Honour sits down, looking severely unimpressed and Charlie just can't breath past his theart in his throat as he stares at Edmund. What's he supposed to say? Rachel might have been right about something funny happening, but that doesn't make it hurt any less.

Charlie feels like kind of an asshole for feeling like that, but there it is.

"I kissed Rachel."
He blurts it out and then it's said, and, if possible, he feels more miserable than he did before.

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He blinked and nearly reeled back on his heels. That was the absolute last thing he had expected to hear from Charlie. Not that Edmund had anticipated much; he hadn't had time. But curses or tears or relief: those things he wouldn't have been surprised by. This was unbelievable.

He stood, gaping much like a fish for a few seconds before deciding now was no the time to be affronted. Yes, it hurt and a part of Edmund was deeply disappointed that Charlie had given up on him that quickly and had moved on that quickly, but even as he felt those things he was rationalizing it. Charlie had been hurt and thought they were broken up. He'd probably gotten drunk; he'd probably done something without thinking. The question was if he regretted it or not.

"You-- Are you two, um, together now?" he asked, voice cracking a shade.