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[bloodyrockgod]

Charlie enters through the front door, backpack on his back. He sits at the bar, drops the backpack at his feet, and says quietly, "Guinness please."

For someone who's just had a week's vacation from normal life, he does not look particularly relaxed.

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[creator_raven]

"You can wear it, or hold it in your hand. Touching skin is best."

[bloodyrockgod]

He hangs it around his neck, under his shirt. "Thanks," he says again. "It's nice. I like leather."

[creator_raven]

Raven laughs.

"I had guessed."

[bloodyrockgod]

"I'm pretty transparent, eh?" He touches the leather strand through his shirt.

"Thanks--for letting me vent, too. I don't know how to bring this up with other people I know. You know?"

[creator_raven]

"It is a difficult thing, yes. I am usually here, and I do not mind listening. If more troubles you, we can speak again. I would like that, regardless. Go well, Charlie."

[bloodyrockgod]

Charlie shoulders his backpack, and waves goodnight as he heads for the stairs.