Time to man up, girl. [rp for lapsedsaint]

[aesthetic_mojo]

Charlotte slept badly, dreaming of marching to gallows and falling on swords. For once she had to force herself to stay against John in the night. The urge to put distance between them was strong. Not as strong as her wish to comfort him, though, so she stayed. They woke once and she made him eat something light, then she gave him the last of

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[lapsedsaint]

It was the smell of smoke that finally woke John. Moving slow, knowing that any sudden moves would cut right through his head, he dressed himself in the dark, then went in search of the smell.

He and Al found Charlie on the balcony, smoking. He raised an eyebrow at that, then called to her from inside. "Baby, what's wrong?"

[aesthetic_mojo]

She snuffed out the second cigarette and turned to him. "Just waking up. There's fresh coffee." She kissed him lightly as she passed by him, heading for the kitchen to get him some. She managed to hide the twinge of guilt as she went by. "And there's food."

She paused for a moment. "Lots of food."

[lapsedsaint]

He looked at the table and shook his head a little. "Are we expecting company?"

[aesthetic_mojo]

She groaned. "No. Just us. I went overboard." She poured his coffee and took a seat at the table. "And you're probably not up to anything in the first place."