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Date Posted: 17:57:19 05/19/03 Mon
Author: Ice/Charlie
Subject: The next morning..

His visit with Lacey had been long and stressful, as most of their visits were - she was getting big and her back was hurting, and she was miserable - the best he could do was sit around, hold her hand, and offer the best comfort he could. He had gone directly to bed - being around Lacey was emotionally exhausting, and now he stumbled out, in pyjama pants - he had assumed Charlie had gone home the night before. He wandered to the room where Alysia was staying, to check in on her and was met with a bit of a surprise.
He had slept soundly, on top of the blankets, his arm wedged under Aly's head, for the entire night - he hadn't even moved; but he was awake now. He shifted a little bit, yawning as he felt eyes on him and rolled over to see Ice staring at him with a raised brow.
A conversation ensued...
"Look, I know you're looking for someone to fill the gap left by Shawna, but for God's sake, Charlie - she's used to getting what she wants.. she wouldn't be good for you - she twists people around her fingers.. honest to god - why do you think Adam hasn't drug her home yet?"
He ran a hand over his hair, sat at the kitchen table in his clothes from the night before. "Look - I'm a big kid, I can look after myself..." Though he almost felt as though his side of the argument was futile..

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