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Wednesday: October/15/08
Who: Charlie and Abby
When: Wednesday evening
Where: the gym
What: a chat
Note: INCOMPLETE gdoc
Charlie needed to blow off some steam. He was stressed to the max. After telling Ava she could move back tomorrow, he decided to call his dad. William agreed to come pick up Maggie and take her to a movie so Charlie could workout for a few hours. The second they left, Charlie made his way to the gym.
It was a good thing the school understood the strength of some of their residents. The punching bags were extremely durable and able to withstand a beating from vampires and demons. Granted, the bags could be broken, and Charlie was preparing to hit the shit out of his, but he doubted he’d split it.
Arriving at the gym, Charlie peeled off his hoodie, shoes and socks, and began to wrap up his hands. It wouldn’t do anyone any good for him to break his knuckles, so he tried to keep telling himself that this was for stress relief only, not some form of self abuse. Sure, he’d heal fast, but what was the point of hurting his hands? Maggie would worry, his dad would worry, and things would be even more awkward with Ava.
( continued... )
When: Wednesday evening
Where: the gym
What: a chat
Note: INCOMPLETE gdoc
Charlie needed to blow off some steam. He was stressed to the max. After telling Ava she could move back tomorrow, he decided to call his dad. William agreed to come pick up Maggie and take her to a movie so Charlie could workout for a few hours. The second they left, Charlie made his way to the gym.
It was a good thing the school understood the strength of some of their residents. The punching bags were extremely durable and able to withstand a beating from vampires and demons. Granted, the bags could be broken, and Charlie was preparing to hit the shit out of his, but he doubted he’d split it.
Arriving at the gym, Charlie peeled off his hoodie, shoes and socks, and began to wrap up his hands. It wouldn’t do anyone any good for him to break his knuckles, so he tried to keep telling himself that this was for stress relief only, not some form of self abuse. Sure, he’d heal fast, but what was the point of hurting his hands? Maggie would worry, his dad would worry, and things would be even more awkward with Ava.
( continued... )
