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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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[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]

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[ she jerks her head up as she's spoken to, and smiles. ]

Thanks again for having me Mrs. Charlie! I promise I'll get out of your hair soon enough. Weird expression, isn't it? Get out of your hair... am I comparing myself to headli--

[ she shuts up before she rambles any more. she wonders briefly if the food is real, but she's gonna try to eat it anyway, because she's nudge and she's always hungry. ]

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[LKJSDF both... little Charlie and Mrs. Charlie kind of... chuckle at her, and then she goes back to continue fussing with more food, while he digs in as well]

[THE FOOD... TASTES LIKE HOW CHARLIE TASTES IT... so probably different from how Nudge does lksdlfjkl]

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[ FFFFFFFFFFF headspace food...

once it tastes good, it is going into her stomach, as she looks around interestedly. ]

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[IT IS a pretty small room. Just the kitchen and the dining table. There is one other door in the corner but it looks... really really out of place and gives off a pretty unnerving feeling the longer she looks at it]

[Other then that it's just a... really warmly lit, friendly little room, apparently blocked off from everything else in his head]

[After a second, Charlie leans over again]

It's good, right?

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[ the change is still a bit startling to her. from a hotel lobby, to this..... hm.

nudge takes a second to swallow before answering. ]

It really is! I love home-cooked meals, I can't remember the last time I had one.

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[AHAHA well everything has to have it's own space, Nudge, don't you know!!!!]

[But he looks... quite concerned about this! D8]

You don't live with your parents?

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[ she pauses briefly with the spoon halfway to her mouth before continuing to eat as normal. she hadn't even noticed that she'd made the slip. she makes a pretence of chewing, while wondering whether or not to lie to tiny!charlie. she settles on a half-lie. ]

Oh, it's just that we travel a lot, you know? Always on the move; it's hard to find time for great meals like this.

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[He... knows she's lying. Not because he really knows, because he's just a silly, happy kid. But he is also a part of Charlie and Charlie knows she's lying, so he looks... kind of offended actually!!!]

It's okay, you know? If you don't live with your parents. Sometimes I wonder what that would be like... so it's okay if you don't.

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[ she's mutely surprised for a second, though she supposes she should be, as the fact that this is charlie, tiny or not, catches up on her. she eats another bite before replying. ]

Sorry. I just didn't want to be a downer or anything, you know?

[ whether or not it's okay is another question. ]