Room 314; Early Thursday Evening

[rocksthescarf]

Chuck had been thinking about his father a lot lately, and not even in the way he usually thought about him. He had been focusing on the happier times he had with his father instead of the anger and resentment he tended to feel towards him. It was...nice, if a bit weird. He wished he could stop though, since it was just making him kind of miss the

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[superbassbros]

Bart smiled at Chuck, looking a lot friendlier than Chuck could remember him being. "Hello, son."

[rocksthescarf]

"Have I gone crazy again?" What? Seemed like a valid question.

[superbassbros]

"No. I'm real. Not alive," he added quickly. "But real. You could have told me about this magic stuff when I was alive, you know."

[rocksthescarf]

"Yeah, like you'd believe it," Chuck said, rolling his eyes. He shook his head, wondering how he could be sarcastic when his dead father was standing in front of him. "I'm not--how?"