[note on the fridge]
Your mum and I have gone out to a restaurant. I hope the therapy session went well. We love you, son. Your mother can't wait to see the new and improved Charlie.
[ripping the note from the door and throwing it into the bin]
"Throwing your shit in the bin. Where it belongs."
[notification-tone blares from the kitchen table]
"This better be good news, Ferne."
New Message [1]
Hey Psycho.
Sending Message...
Hey?
New Message [1]
You're back?
Sending Message...
Um, yeah.
New Message [1]
How did it go?
Sending Message...
Shit. As usual. Why?
New Message [1]
You deserve to know what Nathan and Warren's animal art piece is going to be. While I was walking home, I overheard Marcus and Nathan talking about their art projects.
Sending Message...
What? You overhead? Over the sound of your goth music?
New Message [3]
You won't be laughing soon.
Nathan and Warren are painting for their piece.
A picture of you.
Sending Message...
You're just a ray of sunshine on my bad day, aren't you?
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