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righthemisphere) wrote2014-02-16 05:24 pm
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Chuck watches Raleigh smash his table, the little vase and careful knick knacks smashing to the floor. The place is basically a replica of his grandparents - it could be argued Raleigh just smashed heirlooms, but Chuck's to pissed to even focus on that.
"WOW, dramatic much?! Pissed cause I'm calling you out? Fine- get out, get out of my house, you fucking liar-"
He'll stand in the doorway, face red and ugly, furious, devastated. He hates this place. He hates this place and it's false hopes and dreams, for giving him a few moments of beauty before revealing its ugly truths.
"Coward," he screams into the night at Raleigh's receeding back. "Coward! I hate you, I hate you--"