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Charlie and I went out today. We had lunch together, talked about everything. Turns out Zora and Charlie had a fight and now they aren't talking anymore. And I just wanted to punch him in the face to knock some sense into his dumb brain.
He's pushing away the only person who can keep him grounded, provide him emotional support and keep him on his best behaviour. These two need each other more than ever right now and they are fighting.
Here I am, dying to hear a word from you, dying to hear your voice but these two still don't understand and get how much it is affecting them. Affecting all of us.
It's so true when they say that you don't know the value of something until it's gone. So I'm going to make them talk, even if I have to lock them in a room or tie them both to the bed.
Shit, I shouldn't have imagined that last line. Now I will be having nightmares forever.
God, I blame you for corrupting me with those steamy ass novels you liked to read next to me. That too loud enough for me to hear and get irritated by it. I swear you used to do that on purpose.
I think I should just go to sleep now. Good night gorgeous. I love you.
A smile curls at my lips on reading this. Even though I don't remember anything, Oscar is doing a great job at making me feel like I belong here.
Thank you Oscar.
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