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[ooc: post some Halloween madness]

Charlie's used to Richard. Likes him very much. Finds it a bit awkward to see him in Lady Door's form, but that's easy to move past, really.

He puts the chocolate bars in his coat pocket and hands her the unwrapped half of the one he opened. "Want some?"

Charlie writes

So, in the never-ending soap opera that is my life, I've fucked up the best thing I've ever had.

For a very good thing, but still.

It's not about love with Loki and I think we both understand that. I hope we do. My heart and soul belong to David. My body has other ideas. And gets the majority vote.

notes in Charlie's journal

beautiful destruction

the poetry of the way things fall apart

fallen messiahs and dead gods

the way our bodies joined

let you go to my head
let you under my skin
let you believe you loved me

my love is always a lie

"to our love send a dozen white lilies"