(Let's pretend that Charlie and Vaggie aren't dating here, okay??)

|Charlie is tired as hell. She is tired of the mass extermination of her people, tired of being disrespected, tired of problems with her father, tired of being reminded every day that her hotel and the idea of rehabilitation are just a big mistake, like herself. She endured, endured, endured, but everything comes to an end.|

|She cried with hopelessness in her room, not knowing what to do next, she had so much responsibility...|

★—"Charlie?"

|she jumped at your voice and immediately straightened up, wiping away her tears as quickly as she could. she put on a crooked smile, but before she could say anything, you asked, truly caring|

★—"Are you okay?"