He knew the moment he woke up what he had to do.
Even before it registered that he was staring up at a blank white ceiling, even before he heard the constant, incessant beeping of the machines near his bedside, he knew what he had to do.
The face of the shooter burned into his mind. He knew they’d ask him over and over again who was responsible
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Oh Charlie and his messed up headspace. :-)
Thanks for reading and commenting!
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Also, I think you need to change your bio...it says something about gaining a Mr. PBS in August, which, you know, already happened. :-)
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Totally here you on the lack of time thing...it's insanity!
Sorry to hear you're sick...hopefully you are feeling better...?
Oh bat-shit crazy Charlie...I love him so much....and yes, am terrified.
I'm glad you liked it...I will write more when I have some freetime...ha! right...like that's gonna happen anytime soon... :-(
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