No, like, [ she makes a face, although she's a bit pleased by that exclamation as an affirmation that he does care about her.] I don't 'prefer' that. [ She uses air quotes with one hand, the other is still clutching the water.
And in case he hasn't noticed, drunk!Charlie uses a lot of verbal crutches. ]
'm just saying you don't want me staying with you because, like, 'm gonna be crazy. Like jealous and moody and like so horny. Like a level of horny and needy that isn't even funny. [ She looks at him, a little bleary eyed.] And if you didn't like me tonight, if me "questioning" you pissed you off... it's gonna be worse. Forget about asking about dates, 'm gonna ask for, like, babies and a full commitment and other shit that'll drive you nuts.
[ She's not trying to drive him away, she's drunkenly trying to set expectations, to make him understand how nuts things might get. And if he couldn't handle her asking for something as a date, in public, without getting frustrated, things are about to be more intense.]
[ Fuck. He doesn't want to have that conversation right now, when she's drunk and feeling vulnerable. Of all the times where he's thought he's taking advantage because she's younger and he's in a position of authority, right now is the worst. She's fragile and she's needy and he's taking it all in like he can't get enough, which is absolutely unfair.
And now she's talking about how much worse it's going to get, and they really need to have this conversation when she's fully herself. Right now is just... not right. ]
Okay. Okay, I think you really need to - sleep this off. And then we can talk about it again, okay? When you're sober.
[ She makes a slight face of disapproval because... she just laid a bunch of shit out there and he just... brushed it off? That sucks. Of course, she's a little too drunk to realize that he's being completely rational and reasonable not to mention responsible. This is a big conversation.]
Fine. [ She answers sourly, mostly because anytime she's vulnerable with anyone, this kind of thing happens (not always true). Taking another long sip of water, she retreats from him and moves to get on her bed better. And somehow, she has the wherewithal to keep the sarcastic Whatever YOU think is best comment to herself despite thinking it.]
[ In moments like these, when she pouts and gives him the cold shoulder, he's reminded of how young she ism and the pang in his stomach hurts a little.
He stills tucks her into bed at the best of his ability, and drops a lingering kiss on her forehead. ]
Let's talk again when you're sober, okay? You know where to find me.
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[ The exclamation is sharp and fast. He absolutely does not want that. ]
Absolutely not. It just sounds like... that's what you'd prefer. Like you think I can't take care of you?
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And in case he hasn't noticed, drunk!Charlie uses a lot of verbal crutches. ]
'm just saying you don't want me staying with you because, like, 'm gonna be crazy. Like jealous and moody and like so horny. Like a level of horny and needy that isn't even funny. [ She looks at him, a little bleary eyed.] And if you didn't like me tonight, if me "questioning" you pissed you off... it's gonna be worse. Forget about asking about dates, 'm gonna ask for, like, babies and a full commitment and other shit that'll drive you nuts.
[ She's not trying to drive him away, she's drunkenly trying to set expectations, to make him understand how nuts things might get. And if he couldn't handle her asking for something as a date, in public, without getting frustrated, things are about to be more intense.]
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And now she's talking about how much worse it's going to get, and they really need to have this conversation when she's fully herself. Right now is just... not right. ]
Okay. Okay, I think you really need to - sleep this off. And then we can talk about it again, okay? When you're sober.
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Fine. [ She answers sourly, mostly because anytime she's vulnerable with anyone, this kind of thing happens (not always true). Taking another long sip of water, she retreats from him and moves to get on her bed better. And somehow, she has the wherewithal to keep the sarcastic Whatever YOU think is best comment to herself despite thinking it.]
I'll see you later.
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He stills tucks her into bed at the best of his ability, and drops a lingering kiss on her forehead. ]
Let's talk again when you're sober, okay? You know where to find me.
[ And with that, he's gone. ]