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[bloody_rockgod]

Charlie is composing--not down in the bar, for once, just sitting on the floor in his room with guitar and open notebook.

He's still sneezing periodically.

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[qsilver_lab_rat]

And he's also kissed periodically.

"Having any luck?"

[bloody_rockgod]

"Yeah, I think I kinda like it." He plays the chords and sings, "'I used to be cool, I used to be nobody's fool, I used to be more . . .' Something like that. Maybe."

[qsilver_lab_rat]

"You used to wear jackets, you didn't have sniffles," he continues with a smirk before wrapping his arms around Charlie.

[bloody_rockgod]

Charlie sticks out his tongue at him and then snuggles into him. "Warm me and I won't have the sniffles anymore."