Skam Season 3 but in Brighton, UK.
"Look at how unlikely our meeting was. Look at the vastness of the universe encompassing all the things we think we know. Look at me, at us, together - Here and now. Isn't this some form of a miracle?" -N.M.Sanchez...
Yesterday, everything went so fast. Isaac's place, the beers, the "cancelled" party, the sea and finally Isaac's girlfriend. Isaac's girlfriend... That was a quite a shock. He thought things were going well, and they probably were, just really not in the direction he was thinking of. He blamed himself for not understanding that what he was feeling from Isaac clearly wasn't what he thought. He was just trying to make a friend, to give a helping hand with someone with an easy-solved problem. Not more.
Actually, Charlie couldn't commit to this realisation. He just couldn't admit to himself that he was expecting something else. After Isaac left the beach with Emily, he stayed there a while, sitting in the middle of the pebbles. He turned off his phone. It kept vibrating with angry messages from all fronts and he wasn't in a state where he could handle that.
Back in Australia, he used to say that he couldn't be unhappy as long as he lived near the sea. He always found it either peaceful when he needed to think, or energising when he was about to surf. The sound of the waves was something that was comforting to him. But that night, Brighton's tides weren't as tranquil to him.
The next day was the time to find some kind of apology. Sitting on a bench in a parc, he was waiting for Tom and Will. But before that, he thought that, maybe, he should answer to Lea's message from last night. It wasn't a nice one, and honestly, that was understandable. And he felt bad about letting her without an answer.
He then started to type an answer as he heard footsteps in the grass.
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Charlie turned around to his friends coming towards him.
"Oh this meeting wasn't cancelled at the last minute?" asked Tom with a snark laugh.
He sat down next to Charlie, who looked back at his feet.
"What happened last night? We know the party wasn't cancelled. So...?" William stood in front of Charlie, observing his reaction.
"I'm sorry... I wasn't feeling good and... My mum... You know..." He looked up and shrugged.
"No we don't! What's up with your mum?" Tom asked.
"She... she was freaking out."
"Freaking out?"
Charlie shrugged again with a small "yeah". Will and Tom exchanged a look, frowned eyebrows, and a concern spek in their eyes.
"Well, you have apologised, right?" Tom started. "Just host a new party, man, and you're good."
"Sounds good to me," William looked over at Charlie.
"Oh yeah... Okay."
Charlie nodded and Tom nudged him with a laugh, which made the former smile. At least, this was appeased. For now, they didn't seem to be mad, even though they couldn't understand totally.
