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milliways_bar
Nov 12, 2006 21:11
Home.
Charlie's on the couch with his guitar, and there's tea on the coffee table.
There's also a Darien around here somewhere . . . hm . . . where could he be?
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qsilver_lab_rat
November 13 2006, 03:17:21 UTC
He was out getting fresh coffee. What can he say? He likes his Starbucks.
He closes the door behind him, walks over to press a kiss to Charlie's hair, and puts the tray of coffee cups on the counter. Three are put into the fridge and one is sipped.
"Hey, babe. Whatcha wanna do for dinner?"
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bloody_rockgod
November 13 2006, 03:20:43 UTC
Charlie leans back and regards Darien thoughtfully. "Something without garlic."
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qsilver_lab_rat
November 13 2006, 03:23:29 UTC
He looks down at Charlie with an eyebrow raised.
"You saying my breath stinks, man?"
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bloody_rockgod
November 13 2006, 03:25:44 UTC
"No," Charlie says primly, "you don't eat a lot of garlic. You see the correlation?"
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He closes the door behind him, walks over to press a kiss to Charlie's hair, and puts the tray of coffee cups on the counter. Three are put into the fridge and one is sipped.
"Hey, babe. Whatcha wanna do for dinner?"
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"You saying my breath stinks, man?"
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