Fluff and Thought - Charlie / Anna / Ryan
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darker_londonCharlie bounced back into the living room where she'd left Ryan and Anna to watching DVDs when she'd bounded into her room at the sound of an email hitting her inbox. It was like an hour after that, and Charlie sagged onto the couch, leaning heavily against Anna, who unconsciously lifted an arm around her.
"I can't wait to go to London," she said, interrupting the sound of the movie. "It's going to be so damn good. I can't wait!"
Anna, also interrupting the sound of the movie, said, "Have you figured out with your aunt and uncle when you're going to be going yet?"
"Nope. Well, it's going to wait till Asia gets back from tour, at least. After that..." Charlie gave a great big shrug against Anna's collarbone. Anna pulled a face.
Having had Ryan contribute nothing to this conversation, Charlie turned around her head to look at him.
"I'm sorry, are we interrupting your movie viewing?" she asked, playfully.
Ryan shook his head. "Only in the most literal way possible," he answered.
"Ah. Good then," Charlie said, tuning back towards the movie in front of them. It wasn't a big issue for her. Wasn't like she hadn't seen every single movie that they had here. "Oh, it's up to that bit," she outburst, before shutting up again.
Ryan was glad for the evening of distraction. As he said his goodbyes to the girls and prepared to leave -to walk home, considering he'd walked here for a bit of fresh air and clear headed thinking- he started thinking the thoughts that had preceded him all over again. Thoughts of Stephie. Of himself. Of how little everything inside of his head lately really was about Stephie. Of his admissions to Renee. Of Renee. She had said he was worthy of love, and he was smart enough to know that if he had little or no regard for himself, nobody else was going to.
He didn't notice the chilly situation between Jocelin and Justine, so inside of his own thoughts was he. There was a large chance that his thoughts had led him to a really wrong conclusion that just 'looked' to be right. One thing he knew: before he said anything to anyone here, he wanted to sound it off to the others who knew him, others who, like Renee, knew all of him.
"I can't wait to go to London," she said, interrupting the sound of the movie. "It's going to be so damn good. I can't wait!"
Anna, also interrupting the sound of the movie, said, "Have you figured out with your aunt and uncle when you're going to be going yet?"
"Nope. Well, it's going to wait till Asia gets back from tour, at least. After that..." Charlie gave a great big shrug against Anna's collarbone. Anna pulled a face.
Having had Ryan contribute nothing to this conversation, Charlie turned around her head to look at him.
"I'm sorry, are we interrupting your movie viewing?" she asked, playfully.
Ryan shook his head. "Only in the most literal way possible," he answered.
"Ah. Good then," Charlie said, tuning back towards the movie in front of them. It wasn't a big issue for her. Wasn't like she hadn't seen every single movie that they had here. "Oh, it's up to that bit," she outburst, before shutting up again.
Ryan was glad for the evening of distraction. As he said his goodbyes to the girls and prepared to leave -to walk home, considering he'd walked here for a bit of fresh air and clear headed thinking- he started thinking the thoughts that had preceded him all over again. Thoughts of Stephie. Of himself. Of how little everything inside of his head lately really was about Stephie. Of his admissions to Renee. Of Renee. She had said he was worthy of love, and he was smart enough to know that if he had little or no regard for himself, nobody else was going to.
He didn't notice the chilly situation between Jocelin and Justine, so inside of his own thoughts was he. There was a large chance that his thoughts had led him to a really wrong conclusion that just 'looked' to be right. One thing he knew: before he said anything to anyone here, he wanted to sound it off to the others who knew him, others who, like Renee, knew all of him.
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