“Hanging sounds good,” I answered him, feeling lame as I said it.
Careful about the wording there. 😛
“I’m gonna go sleep. Long day. You take care of yourself, alright?” he said by way of a goodbye as he headed for the door.
Good night, Grue!
I nodded, “You too.”
When I walked over to the kitchen, Charlotte had a box of toaster strudels in one hand and a package of cookie dough in the other. She’d washed her face, and only trace amounts of the caked-on makeup were still there.
Nice. Maybe we can find out how she looks when she’s not a stripper clown now.
She looked worlds younger, and was like a little kid as she asked me, “Can I use your oven?”
To be fair, I think there are more reasons for Charlotte to look younger right now than just the makeup. She’s had a stressful however many days.
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