THE morning after was always the worst, the headache, the throwing up, the stickiness. Everything, it was gross. Despite that, Charlotte didnt regret it, she had fun, maybe a little too much fun. She felt her body ache as she stood up and threw a hood over herself.
gracie / charlotte
omw to studio
wanna grsb lunch later?
sorry cant
working a shift today
on wednesdays??
Mhm
She didnt have a shift today, every single person that knew Charlotte Harrington knew that she did not work on Wednesdays, she absolutely refused to. It was one of her only constant days off. No matter how many days late Charlotte was on rent, she refused to go in on a Wednesday. So this threw gracie off, why was charlotte working on a wednesday? Did that package of butter make that big of a dent into her bank account?
gracie / charlotte
Ik you dont work wednesdays
so stop and tell me why ur mad at me
Im not mad
then why are you lying
Im not lying
again with the lying
Ill stop by the studio after to talk?
fine but ik you aint working today
talk later :)
Charlotte didnt have a shift today, she knew that and she knew that gracie knew. The Harrington girl had other plans. Plans that included another human being, omg shocking, yeah i know, Charlotte Harrington willingly makes plans to interact?? Breaking World News
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