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[bloody_rockgod]

Charlie, guitar, the lake shining golden in the afternoon sun.

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[spectral_skin]

Mun and pup have both been putting this off. But it has to happen eventually, and probably better when Charlie's not already unhappy.

Angelo wanders outside, carrying his guitar from Tere, and over to Charlie.

"Hey."

[bloody_rockgod]

"Angelo!" He beams at him. "Hey. How're you doing?"

[spectral_skin]

He smiles back, looking around the lake area.

"I'm okay." And it's even true - there's a peace in having made the decision, and sticking to it. "You?"

[bloody_rockgod]

"Splendid. Feel like playing a bit?"

[the_antiangst]

Did someone send for a percussion accompaniment?
...Well, there is one, in any case.

[bloody_rockgod]

Charlie grins and nods to him, tapping his foot in time.

[the_antiangst]

"Haven't seen you around in a while," Angel says, when the song finishes. "How've you been?"

[bloody_rockgod]

"Pretty good, actually. Just keeping to myself and my Darien. How're you?"

[qsilver_lab_rat]

Flop.

Cuddle.

...it seems he has a Darien.

[bloody_rockgod]

Well, that's better than almost anything.

Cuddle. "Hey, you."

[qsilver_lab_rat]

"Hi, you."

He's falling asleep already.

[bloody_rockgod]

Charlie chuckles and starts combing his fingers through Darien's hair. This, he's aware, will not help with the sleepy.

This, one might think, is the point.