Current mood:	frustrated
Current music:	Wicked Game - Damien Leith (Cover)

Merlin, what a crazy few days it's been! Rain, then cleaning up. Not to mention being driven half mad by Charlie.


[Private (Charlie)]
Susan and I caught up last night. It was wonderful to see her again, to see how she's changed. Yet she's still very recognizable. Very Sue. It felt like school in a way - we just fell back into that closeness we used to have. Somehow I suppose after a while she became more interesting then most others - she wasn't in anyones face without good reason. I guess that made me curious and that's why we became friends. But anyway, we had a good chat, and I'm glad.
[/Charlie]



[Private (Hannah only)]
I told her everything, about what happened after my mother died, how I lost myself. About my crush on her. I didn't tell her that she's as stubborn and beautiful as ever. Somehow with her, it's different, I can touch her, put my head on her shoulder and it doesn't make me mad like with Charlie. Maybe because she's not so prone to physical affection.

I suppose it's funny, we're both so afraid to let people in; me because I'm scared of the damage I'll do, her because (it seems) that she doesn't want to depend on anyone. Strong, independent Sue, doesn't need anyone. Except I know that she does get lonely, or at least she did, and if I can help her by just being her friend, I will.

That doesn't mean I don't wonder if the kiss meant anything - I suppose you couldn't even really call it a kiss. It was probably just friendly, and I'm obsessing over it. She's like a sister, but at the same time not.

I didn't sleep to well last night - I woke up after only a few hours. Perhaps it was knowing Charlie was in the next room, perhaps it was processing the conversation with Sue, it might've even been the lack of meds over the last few days. Most likely it was just that I was wearing pyjamas, but I can't possibly not wear them with Charlie in the next room!
[/Private]



[Private to Susan]
Charlie is staying with me for a few days until I get his room into some kind of order. Just to be clear, he's staying on the couch, and nothing is going on. Unless you count the constant "innocent" touching between us.

Well, nothing significant is going on anyway. I swear sometimes that man is trying to drive me insane. It'd be okay if he could just leave the seat up, or something that didn't involve his hands on my body..

I'm not sure it's an entirely good idea, but I'm enjoying it far more then I should be don't think there's anyone else who will make sure he stays out of trouble. And he likes the smell of my perfume, so I suppose a comfortable environment is important. I even charmed a pillow for him.

Just as long as George doesn't make me play nurse.
[/Susan]