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It is on days like this that Charles feels really, really old.
He presses his forehead against the vending machine, stabbing mechanically at any random button and hearing the hiss of coffee dispensing into the cup. It doesn't matter what his choice is anyway, since almost everything in these machines - coffee, tea, what the hell is Nesquik - tastes like hot sludge. He doesn't move even when the coffee is done, not wanting to think of that young man sitting in his office, half-catatonic with shock and pain. Then again, anyone would be if they had recently lost both parents in a two car pile-up ( ... )
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"You're leaving?"
Burt's voice is loud enough to be heard throughout the whole office, and Charles can only imagine the curious heads peeking over their cubicle walls. Charles nods once, sharply, and his supervisor just looks flabbergasted and lost. "Charles, I can't lose you, you're one of the best--"
"I'm sorry, Burt old chap, my mind's made up."
"But I thought you really cared for these kids." Burt just looks aghast and stricken, causing a twinge of guilt in Charles's chest. "We're understaffed as it is ( ... )
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I'm loving this, anon! More, please!
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Three weeks after his resignation, Charles stands in front of his sprawling family mansion in Rochester and thinks, this could work.It takes him a good few hours to reacquaint himself with his boyhood home where he grew up with parents so distant that they may as well have been in another country. But he knows he's fortunate enough, he and Raven, compared to all the broken, silent, sullen kids who have sat in his old office a thousand times, having lived through a thousand horrors. The culmination of their various life experiences have had a hand in shaping his own unique perspective on life, inversely turning him into the unfailing optimist he is today. If he can help these kids, he reasons, then no one is beyond salvation ( ... )
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From the small chuckle, the old man seems to have at least understood Charles, but he seems hesitant in choosing his words. "Follow me," he says at last, and Charles obediently trots after him, following a small maze that leads out to an unexpectedly bright courtyard that makes Charles momentarily shield his eyes. He is surrounded by loud laughter and conversation, also in German. Funny, he thinks, how they speak like spitting, the words minor projectiles: goooo-ten taaarrgghhh.The little backyard is filled with men smoking and laughing, some eating. They fall silent as the old man addresses them, and Charles can feel their gazes silently assessing him. He keeps his posture straight, his smile friendly: this is his trademark stance when dealing ( ... )
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"Who is this guy?" Raven asks, after she has unpacked in her old bedroom and taken out her old collection of stuffed animals. Equally unnerving is the single katana that lies on a stand on her mantle, and Charles idly wonders what else she has learned and experienced during her time in NYC. "How could you just hire him out of some shop ( ... )
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Also, the fact that (as far as is mentioned) Erik doesn't speak English is intriguing. I wonder what his tattoos are. *tattoo fan*
Carry on! c:
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I can't wait for the house to fill up with kids and for Charles and Erik to fall madly in love.
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ERIK HAS TATTOOS! I THOUGHT HE CAN'T GET ANY HOTTER. WOW. I'M SO GLAD TO BE WRONG.
I find it hilarious and hot that Charles, who is so prim and proper (aside from having a heart of gold), is perving on a sweaty Erik as he works in the garden. That scene was such a good remake of a cliche.
PLEASE UPDATE SOON.
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