Monday - April 20th, 2009
Who: Charlie and Wesley When: Night Where: The infirmary What: Cake!
Since she couldn't figure out specifically which type of cake to take to Wesley, Charlie had gotten an entire plate full of cake, every variety that there was available to her, to take to him in the infirmary. She'd also grabbed a half gallon of milk because who could eat that much cake without some milk to go with it. She'd let the husband know that she would be late getting home tonight and she would either call him when she was ready to come home or she would get a ride on her own. That really depended on whether or not Wesley was up for taking her home. So everything was good and settled when she made her way to the infirmary at around 7 or so to track down the ruggedly handsome older man with whom she was still slightly infatuated.
"Knock, knock." Charlie spoke around the corner of the small office door, a smile upon her lips. "The lady at the desk told me I could find you back here. Hope you don't mind." She pranced in and set the plate down on the desk along with the jug of milk. "Ta-da! I got like.. five different kinds of cake." There was chocolate, carrot, red velvet, rum and pound cake. "Do you have any glasses?" She asked, and then she paused before adding, "You like milk, don't you? With cake?"