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[teenagerenegade]

It's one of thos eplans that's come together over the course of the day, while the four of them have been in class or getting lunch or whatever. Movie night at Nick's. Charlie says that he'll swing by and get some snacks and some beer and that he'll see the girls when he gets there. The door's locked when he gets there, but that just means that Nick's not home yet. Charlie juggles the bag in his arms and drags his keys out of his pocket, fumbling until he finds the one for NIck's front door and lets himself in.

He'll just get things set up before the girls and Nick get home.

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[teenagerenegade]

Gently and methodically, Charlie cleans each of the cuts and carefully tapes a bandage over each one. When he's done, he leans in and presses a kiss to her cheek.

"There," he says. "You probably could have done that with magic but...thank you for letting me help."

[forthsofar]

Watching the two of them--Charlie, steady and loving as he cleans and bandages; Sabrina, wrung out and numb--there's a moment where Rosie feels almost superfluous. It's fleeting, but no less painful in its brevity. As it is, it's not worth dwelling on tonight. She takes a shaky breath, leaning against Sabrina again once Charlie's finished.

[signed_sabrina]

Sabrina finds herself with the clear and chilling thought that some sort of new balance will have to be found, and it seems exhausting. She's suddenly so tired, and she wishes she could just bypass all the pain that's coming, sleep instead.

She's just a few steps away from where the yawning pit of what it means that Nick is gone sits, and it's only a matter of time before she tumbles in. Burying her face in Charlie's neck, she pulls Rosie closer too, wants to have them both pressed as close as possible.