“Welcome to Maine, we freeze our tits and balls off here,” Charlie said with a sickly sweet tone as she shoved a menu towards him and grinned. Alright, so maybe she was a little nervous. Because she was sure that the plan that was slowly concocting itself in her mind was a little crazy, but it might be the only way to go. After all, it would answer all questions in their heads, and it probably would have happened at some point anyways. The issue was how to do it, because in the middle of a diner seemed kind of lame and pathetic, and Charlie was neither of those things (thank you very much).
She sipped her coffee a tiny bit, really wanting it more for the heat between her hands than anything else. Charlie tapped her foot a few times, nervously glancing out the window for a few moments and then turning back to the other man. “So, what’s your plan for today? Since I actually made you get up before ten and they don’t play Sunday cartoons here,” she said, that crooked grin on her lips once more. She could push pat the awkward, Charlie was sure of it. She had to anyways, if she wanted to go with her plan.
Because it was clear to her- the only way to prove that their awkward situation was either a onetime thing or some sort of misguided crush on Ben’s side (because Charlie did not like Ben… right? Shit), was to kiss him. It would be like ripping a band aid off, quick and painful. With an emphasis on the quick. Right? It wasn’t like she was going to snog him.