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TW: swearing, ED, use of the F slur

nick pov:

It's around 7 o'clock in the evening now, and instead of going to a restaurant we all decided to go to Weatherspoons as it's the best british pub ever. i cooked us some pasta, something a little easy on charlie tonight as he would most likely be drinking tonight. Actually, let me change that he would be drinking tonight. i set the food on the table and sat opposite charlie. charlie looks down at the food and just sits like that for a little bit, no eating anything, just staring at the food.
"Sweetheart, why aren't you eating?" i ask, putting my fork down
"Um, i dont know, sorry," i says looking sad
"Hey, this is a no 's' word household," i say, smiling slightly. "Are you a bit worried about meeting up with our friends?"
"Yeah," he says quietly
"Why are you worried?"
" i dont know, maybe because im stupid and ugly and i can never fucking eat, david is probably right, i am a massive fag and im just a baby that can't eat" he snaps
i stand up and sit next to charlie
"hey, thats my boyfriend your talking about, you are not ugly or stupid, you can eat its just trickier for you and dont you ever say that my shitty brother is right because hes not okay"
charlie doesnt say anything but just nods

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