Arguments were a regular thing.

You were always at school.

Charlie was always at work.

The relationship was hard to keep afloat. As much as you loved each other, you were never able to see one another. In college, you had to study constantly. In the acting world, Charlie had to live somewhere else a lot of the time.

All that leads to arguments.

Very very very petty ones.

Tonight, it was terrible. You were bith yelling until you couldn't take it anymore. So, you both isolated from each other. But while the sun was setting, you still hadn't come to bed.

Charlie went put to the living and pretended like he was looking for something. "I think I left something of mine in here." He said calmly before he picked you up. "Ah, found it."