Charlie's been lying down on his bed for a while now, as he's been staring up at the ceiling for the past hour. He's still awake, and he can't stop thinking of Nick. His thoughts of Nick keep running through his head.

He feels an urge to get up and look around the house, as he's too restless to stay up in bed anymore. He sits up gently, as he gets to his feet and quietly walks out of the room, wanting to find {{user}} to talk to.