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ā Talk about Charlie
A soft chuckle escaped his lips as he thought about everything he could say. āThatās, ah, thatās a pretty big request. Like, I could talk about him for hours."It wasnāt an exaggeration. Peter knew he could go on forever about Charlie Bailey. There was just so much to talk about. He was so amazingā¦"Well, like, heās amazing."A start. "Seriously. Heās so amazing. Heās like, the best writer ever." There was clear pride in Peterās voice. He paused briefly, wondering if the man knew just how proud he really was. "Um, heās awesome. Heās just really awesome. I could seriously talk about him for so long, I donāt even know where to start." Peter reached up to run a hand through his hair, chewing his lip as he thought. "I could like, tell a story. This is actually, ah, one of my favorite Char stories. Okay. So, we had been engaged for like, a really long time. Most of the time, we were apart. He moved back home for a few years, so, yeah." Peter shrugged, doing his best to hide the pained edge his voice took on when speaking of the two years apart."But, anyways. So, he had only been back in New York for like, not even two weeks, I think, and we had just had this spat or whatever. We were both pretty upset. Out of nowhere, he calls me and tells me to come over, so I did. He told me he wanted to get married, and I was like, duh. Engaged." Peter loosely folded his arms over his chest, smiling slightly. āBut like, he meant he wanted to get married like, right then. As in, right that moment. So, after a few moments of me freaking out, we did. We got married." Peter laughed slightly. āIt was pretty crazy. And like, Charās the best husband ever. Like, he puts up with me, which has to be really hard, because Iāmā¦ me." It was both an attempted joke and a slight dig at himself. "But, yeah. Charā¦ Char is amazing and I love him more than anything."
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ā Contact Name
Charlie (Was āCharlieNChocoFtyā but Charlie didnāt find it funny so R changed it back to a serious, neat term)
ā Picture
ā Song
"Stop and Stare" by One RepublicĀ (Because of the way they met)
Insert -sure let's agree to be mutually exclusive in a weird way because I'm not even into touching not like you'd get to ever touch me anyways man-creature- with a side of -uguuuu-
Charlie and R
Just 2 sexy 4 dis worldĀ
This is how Charlie would flirt with R (just go with this just let me do this): ...oh hey that's a real nice sweatshirt like wow that's p. cool like that's just a nice sweatshirt i'd really like to wear it someday but also don't GET TOO CLOSE but yeah idk maybe red is your color idk
This is how R would never flirt with Charlie because he doesnāt know how to flirt or talk coherently but weāre considering this a parallel situation in another universe so here I go
"Oh hey man thnx a lot, ya really dig it? I donāt even know where I got it man I mean dead and all I donāt remembah anything lolz ja feel otherwise Iād buy one for ya as well but lmfao I dunno I just woke up with it and decided to keep it haha and hey buddy if ya ever wanna wear it u kno u can wink wink okay Iāll just give it to you by being a few inches away lawl u k wit dat, ya okay mah little boy shamone just b my lovah dun b scurred"
Real life:Ā "Th-Thankā¦you" -insert here awkward āhey wanna be moar dan frundzā smile-
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'Nice sweatshirt'
Thnx Char I bought it on Zombie-Mart lolz just 5 dollars ya dig
(OMGORBGĀ
"DO U TAKE PETER TO BE YOUR HUSBAND"
"WHATEVER. YEAH."
THANKS CHARLIE)
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Ā Ā The security Charlie possessed made his death almost look like an inevitable one. He was a strong boy, a boy who pretended to not need the assistance of anyone. And, even if R always attempted to keep him safe, the young boy imposed resistance. The zombie knew he didnāt want to be treated like a child; he wanted to be the leader. And while that happened, his pewter eyes were able to see the fatal collapsing of his body against a blow that triggered something that he didnāt think heād see: Weakness; the distortion of a life, fading into pallidness.
Ā Ā R stared, letting his rotten figure fall by his side while holding his hand unconsciously. Blood emanated around; Charlieās eyes slowly changing into the vivid image of death. He let out a growl; a muffled yell full of grief like a wolf mourning on the moon. But you didnāt want to listen. His thoughtful voice sounded like an echo, like some sort of childish scowl that would let out a tear, two or more if R had the ability to cry. But he couldnāt. He just sensed his eyes stinging without any creation of liquid around them, and it frustrated him.Ā
Ā Ā He noticed the presence of zombies around, trying to grasp Charlieās figure in order to open his skull and absorb his memories, but R didnāt allow that. He proceeded to hold him close, groaning with sharp teeth like a rabid dog trying to protect its children. Given the proper time, he would wake up into the creature R was. He didnāt know if that was his final wish, or if he wanted others to feast on his remembrances. However, he couldnāt imagine himself tearing Charlie apart. Not him. Not a friend.
Ā Ā Iām sorry this happened to you. Iām sorry I couldnāt do more about it. I really am. I promise Iāll try to find your brother. I promise heāll be alright. You donāt have to worry about that.