Charlie couldn't help but think of Sharon as a bad penny who kept turning up, often in surprising places. Either that, or like the boomerang shellacked with metallic flecks which he'd been gifted by his quirky Uncle Jerry for his sixteenth birthday; he had lost his fascination with the objects after he turned 13 and discovered the attraction of
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It was clear why she wouldn't be his type, or much of anyone's type, really-- unless he could tolerate her interests and the incessant yakking about them. Not a bad thing when the interests are shared, but when they're not... that's a fine definition of a bore. :)
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