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[bloodyrockgod]

[ooc: post first date. yes, seriously messing with milli-time.]

Charlie sits cross-legged on the bed, guitar in his arms, playing a song of happiness.

It was a very good night. Practically perfect. The only thing that would make this better would be to not be alone in the morning--but he tells himself there's plenty of time.

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[bloodyrockgod]

"Right. I dig in and set up house." He knocks his knuckles lightly against Bartleby's temple. "Can't get me out of your head."

He tucks Bartleby's head beneath his chin and closes his eyes.


[ooc: sure thing--schmoop ahoy ;)]

[watch-wait.livejournal.com]

Bartleby listens to Charlie's heartbeat. "You can't you know," he murmurs, and also closes his eyes.