Charlie. Again.
She told him to stop drinking. Now. No more tonight she said. She was the only one that ever paid attention to him. Charlie nodded distractedly and when she went away he emptied that glass of gin. Then he poured himself another one. Charlie hates the taste of gin right now, he has had gin for too long. How he wishes he had some bourbon right there instead but beggers can't be choser, right? So Charlie pours him another glass, happy knowing that she will never now. Charlie smiles as he thinks about it and pours down another glass.
Charlie is okay.
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