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[So… once Charlie realized what was happening, really let it sink in that his head was being suddenly made public, he started camping out in the hallways. Propped up just beside his door, for the most part motionless except every now and then when he’s had to warn the more curious folks away. But a few days of this whole… not sleeping to keep an eye on his door thing has finally taken its toll and he’s… napping. Lightly, mind you, but for the moment he isn’t paying attention at all]

[And should you take advantage of this, the door opens on a hotel lobby. One of those ridiculously posh ones with the gilded everything and the deep, red carpets and wood floors. There’s a single door off to one side, and at the front desk is… Charlie actually, arms folded in front of him, wearing an odd hollow smile as he watches you. There’s something… false in the sound of his voice, like it isn’t really him speaking: ]

Evening.

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[Leans over the desk and that glare gets TURNED UP TO ELEVEN]

Put that tongue back in your head, girl, or I'll rip it out.

this is not the html fail you're looking for

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[ she leans back on reflex and puts her tongue back in, eyes widening. but after her surprise, she just gets a little more mad. ]

I'd like to see you try!

dahling, you've returned *___*

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Don't challenge me, child. Get.

[Waves for her to go... out of the room lsdjlfjjs Preferably through the door she entered with!!!!]

/leaps into your arms *^*

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[ so mean!! there goes her opinion of nuns. she would stay, just to be a brat, but decides to would be better to git lost.

so annoying to do what the mean lady wants her to do, though... she makes a final face at her, and starts walking back the way she came... before making a sudden dash for the wooden door! >:O! does she make it?? ]

oh my goodness /clutches to chest

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[MMM... AYBE??? Well the nun grabs her, but her grip is... weird. Almost insubstantial like if Nudge struggled even a little bit she'd just vanish completely]

[But her voice gets quite a lot louder! And there's a crack in the air, the sound of a wooden ruler coming down against someone's knuckles, but it's just an echo-y memory of a sound, really]

WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING?!

uhuhu :* :*

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[ whoa what the fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuudge was that sound. nudge is definitely going to struggle here. she knows that the nun probably has all reason to be mad -- this isn't nudge's head, after all, ad she technically isn't supposed to be here at all -- but she's curious. and when someone makes a grab for her, she doesn't stick around. ]

Away from you!!

[ she wrenches her arm away as hard as she can. ]

eeeeeee... BUT ACTUALLY )'8 I desperately need to sleep now... GOOD NIGHT...

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[W E L P the second she actually pulls, the nun... kind of... poofs. Just burst into a dust cloud and falls away, though that weird crack sounds one more time before she's gone completely. WAT DO]

GOOD NIGHT SWEET PRINCESS ;A: sleep well :)

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[ it's a good thing nudge has seen her fair share of weird crap because this... is too much. she stumbles back a bit, and just. stares at the dust cloud for a few seconds. ]

Charlie, your brain is weird!

[ a few deep breaths. ]

Okay. Just... one more room, and then I'm out of here.

[ she takes another minute to catch her breath a bit, and then pushes the wooden door open... !! ]

lskjdlfkjlskdjflk /crawls... back in... here...

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[HHHH LET'S IF RAMA CAN BRAIN DESCRIPTIONS TODAY the door opens on... well... you know that... terrible, stereotypical 50s family!!! scene where everyone is perfectly happy and functional and it's actually kind of creepy if you think about it, but sometimes you just kinda wish you could be just like that and never fight with your family ever?]

[That's what's behind the door. Or at least... the kitchen of that scene (because it must always take place in a kitchen), and while it does seem to be missing a father figure of some sort, the mother is happily bustling around. Making breakfast, presumably for the little redheaded boy at the table who's busy watching her and smiling]

[It's all terribly sweet (or maybe bittersweet, I suppose, if you're an orphan). Neither of them seem to notice Nudge at all, though after a moment, the mother figure sets another place at the table]

[Come in come in 8>]

jshfkjsdh HELLO *A*

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[ descriptions have been brained beautifully.

oh.................

nudge stands at the door going :|a :|a :|a :|a forever. unless she's mistaken, that's tiny!charlie, and that's his mom, and oh my gosh, it really is bittersweet because she only ever sees this sort of thing on tv. and she's only ever experienced it (sorta) with anne. who backstabbed her a few months later whyyy.

should she walk in? should she just walk back out and hope charlie never notices she was here? should she make an even stupider choice? she kicks her foot about while she deliberates, and accidentally kicks the door shut with a slam behind her. w h o o p s . . . ]

oh my lawd I swear I'll consistently tag someday..........

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[Neither responds for a moment!]

[And then the mother turns and smiles at her, everything in her posture saying that she is welcome and that, if she wants to stay, she should go sit at the table. ('8 The boy, for the most part, seems to be consumed with fussing with his silverware while he waits and isn't... lsjdf paying much attention]

shhhh no words only welcome back hugs now *^*

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[ nudge blinks at her. lawd. what do. should she..........?? ]

Um... I actually didn't mean to intrude. Well, I meant to open the door, but I didn't know this was what I'd find on the other side and all.

[ meep. ]

oh goodness ;A; /throws self at

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[She laughs, and looks at the boy! And he immediately looks up as if she's said something. Meets Nudge's eyes and... smiles. It's... kind of... a terribly open, childish, happy smile. Just about the opposite of Charlie's usual fare );]

[Then he's scrambling out of his seat, dropping down under the table and working his way around the chair legs to get over to Nudge. HE'S VERY EXCITED TO SEE HER!!!]

Are you going to stay?

c: c: (cozy)

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[ .... she is torn between a gigantic :D and a little :( now. she knows that she said that she would leave after a few minutes but fffff. he wants her to stay. ;A; ]

Well... I guess it wouldn't hurt to stay for a little bit? If your mom doesn't mind? And you don't mind?

[ questioning look. ]

uwaaa /wraps in a blanket

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Nope! We even set a place for you!

[...we were expecting you... is the unsaid thing there... lkjsdlfj Tugs on her sleeve a little. Come oooonnnnn]

ueeeeeeeeeeen *-*

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[ she looks puzzled. a place set for her. but how could they have......

fff oh well. she smiles and comes along, gamely. she plops herself down in a chair before remembering her manners. ]

Oh. Um, thank you for having me, Mrs. Charlie.

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[She turns from the stove where she's working, and bobs, a little teasing curtsy, 'You're welcome']

[Charlie leans over, once she's gone back to work, whispering like this the Best Secret Ever]

She's making pancakes today.

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[ oh gosh. do you know what is nudge's favourite thing to eat, after fried apple pies and snickers? PANCAKES. nudge beams at charlie and whispers back. ]

Is she a good cook? I bet she's a good cook.

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She is! [WOOPS SHH, CHARLIE SHH] I mean, she is. She's the best cook ever.

[Not that... he has very many points of reference... being a mental construct and all]

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[ LMAO.

nudge glances at mrs. charlie, and leans closer. ]

Is anyone else gonna join us?

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[Leans closer too, even though he... looks confused by that question!]

No... I don't think so...! Usually it's just mama and I. [Little smile. He's terribly glad she's here because of that ('8]

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[ today, on "tactful ways to ask 'so where's your dad at'".......... nudge just nods, falling silent for a while. ]

Who knows, you might get more visitors, soon!

[ since it's kind of a free for all in the castle rn ]

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[Baww there is no dad because even in Charlie's idealized idea of a family, there is still dysfunction everywhere )8]

I think I'd know if anyone else is coming, though...

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[ :( :( ]

...How come? [ she blinks rapidly, as if she just heard herself ask that question. ] Wait, no, never mind... I guess you would.

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[lkjsdf giggles, swinging his legs back and forth under the table. Aww Nudge]

[AND AT LONG LAST, the mother brings pancakes and eggs and other... breakfast things... over to them]