Thread: Homeward Bound [[Blink and Soul are BACK!]

Charlotte followed along behind her friend, walking on egg shells with each step. She wasn't too sure how to act around the man if she should avoid sudden movements or act as if nothing had happened... She felt the need to ask, but something told her the voice she would try to use would fail her. Instead, she treasured the touches he gave her, adored the feeling of his hand in hers and relieved with the grip he gave her as he lead her to the space beside him. The woman watched as her friend took a seat on the plush material, barely thinking about how dirty the man happened to be. She had too many other bits on her mind to worry about dirty material that she could simply wash off later. Her couch needed it anyway and this would give her the drive to do so. Her eyes travelled over the man again now that he was in a new position before Charlotte lowered herself to the empty space beside him, angling her body just enough to watch him, ready to stand in a second if the need arose. The blonde kept her hand on his, her thumb playing lightly with the skin on the back of his hand, keeping the contact for as long as she possibly could. She wasn't surprised to her that he wanted to keep the conversation on her and Charlotte was more than willing to tell him what he had missed. From the moment he left, she began to spill out her life. Or as much as she could remember, of course. The story of her switching from a minimum wage job at the local burger joint to the chance as a small time editor and part time writer of a larger-than-life magazine, giving her plenty of cash in the bank to do as she pleased, the story of her house hunting with their good friend Brandi and several chaotic stories their small high school friends shared over the summer. Charlotte hinted at the fact that she attempted to date, but all attempts stopped as soon as she got news of Chance's passing. Her heart hurt too much to continue on. There were several times that she went to visit her parents or were invited over for their family dinners, which brought up the topic of her own. Her father had passed away about a year after Chance left due to a swift attack of cancer that no one expected to see. Her mother moved back home with Charlotte's grandparents to take care of them, leaving her daughter in he city alone. If it wasn't for Chance's parents practically adopting her, the blonde would have been without a family for most holidays. She was invited to her grandparents for most holidays, but she could only make it to a few thanks to work. Chance's parents were more than willing to feed her and give her what she needed and she couldn't be more grateful for them. She was careful to avoid her drinking problem and the depression that went along with it, but instead focused on the eager parts of her life, more than willing to tell Chance what he had missed there, rather than the depressing parts of her life. It's been... eventful, she told him, with a bit of a sigh, her gaze falling to the empty space between the two of them. But that's passed now. She tried to look on the brighter side of things, eyes turning back to meet Chance's. And you're back. I know it won't be the same but... it'll be closer to normal.