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[tinsoldiered]

[While Charlie is waiting at the bus stop during this. There are a few raindrops that cause the ink to smudge.]

Can anyo

Brad, if you're reading th

Oh, for God's sake! Bradley Knochen, could you be on time for once in your life?

Sometimes I wonder why I even bother.

Bradley, I'm leaving. You have the address to my apartment complex.

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[bramblesgaveway]

[tinsoldiered]

[The reply comes fairly quickly, sans raindrops. His handwriting is as hard and precise as ever.]

Nothing much now. Crisis averted.

[He notices the time.]

It's late. What're you doing up?

[bramblesgaveway]

[tinsoldiered]

I was, when I wrote the entry. Inside now.

Yeah. Me neither.

[bramblesgaveway]

[tinsoldiered]

Yeah. My cousin. He turned up, though.

Need someone to keep you company?

[...]

I mean. To help you stay awake.

[bramblesgaveway]

[tinsoldiered]

For a while.

[...]

Matty?

[bramblesgaveway]

[tinsoldiered]

Trying to contain myself.

[Jess.]

[The response comes without missing a beat. In fact, if someone didn't know any better, it'd seem like Charlie was excited.]

I didn't know you had a son, Jess. How old is he?

[bramblesgaveway]

[tinsoldiered]

Good isn't the word I would use.

[Jess.]

Because of work? That's horrible, Jess.

[...]

Do you think, next time I take you home, I could see him? Even if he's sleeping, that's okay.

Hope that doesn't make me a "creeper."

Charlie.

[bramblesgaveway]

Jess.

[tinsoldiered]

Let's just say that most people don't believe he's my cousin.

[...]

Oh.

Yeah, that'd be great. Do you need anything? I mean, since I'm out.

Charlie.

[bramblesgaveway]

Jess.

[tinsoldiered]

Thank God he doesn't. Then he'd never shut up.

Nesquik? All right. I'll be over in just a minute.