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[The Question… Charlie has made a habit of getting up with the sun, lately, rolling out of bed and into the shower to wake up, and today is no more different then the days before. He dresses in silence, coming out of his bedroom at a little passed 7:30, still fixing his tie as he makes his way towards his kitchen]
[Sliding passed the couch, a note of cheer in his voice, he says: ] Hey, kid. I’m in a cooking mood, so what d’you want… [But his voice dies in his throat when he sees what… or who… has replaced the kid he’s been taking care of for the past couple weeks]
[It’s not like he didn’t expect it. He knew, even if some part of him didn’t want to know. So his… partner… ex-partner is back. No big deal. He can handle that, crossing the room and grabbing his jacket. If he just gets out now…]
[But as his hand hits the doorknob, the stupidity of that plan hits him. This is his room. If anyone should get out… it’s Walter… Rorschach. So he moves back over to him, standing above him for a long few moments, before settling in a chair across from him, pulling his legs up to his chest and staring, waiting for him to wake up…]
((ooc Backdated to this morning~))
[Sliding passed the couch, a note of cheer in his voice, he says: ] Hey, kid. I’m in a cooking mood, so what d’you want… [But his voice dies in his throat when he sees what… or who… has replaced the kid he’s been taking care of for the past couple weeks]
[It’s not like he didn’t expect it. He knew, even if some part of him didn’t want to know. So his… partner… ex-partner is back. No big deal. He can handle that, crossing the room and grabbing his jacket. If he just gets out now…]
[But as his hand hits the doorknob, the stupidity of that plan hits him. This is his room. If anyone should get out… it’s Walter… Rorschach. So he moves back over to him, standing above him for a long few moments, before settling in a chair across from him, pulling his legs up to his chest and staring, waiting for him to wake up…]
((ooc Backdated to this morning~))