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[teenagerenegade]

When he'd gotten the text from Maeve, asking him if he wanted to hang out, Charlie had texted her back with the fact that he'd be free in an hour or so and the name of a coffee shop that did awesome milkshakes, promising to meet her there.

It's a little over an hour later when he walks into the shop, scanning the tables. He got cuaght in a sudden, scudding shower, and his brown hair is damp and curling. He shakes himself off as he makes his way over to her.

"Hey," he says, grinning. "Sorry I'm late."

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[complexfemalecharacter]

"Don't get caught," she shoots back, grinning as well. "It's not that hard."

She knows it isn't always that easy and she's mostly just giving him a hard time. It sucks to be kicked out of school, she's been there herself, and although she'd gotten back in, she'd never felt quite like she was there again. It had felt kind of pointless. Like she was just biding her time.

[teenagerenegade]

"You're right," he says, thinking of everything he'd gotten up to at Barton before he ended up in Darrow. "It isn't."

He drains the last of his milkshake, giving the empty glass a disappointed look.