My point. Everyone has something which calms them, which regardless of what it does, gives that person peace. Whether or not it's your 'Boss' that does that for you, what provides that for me is putting quill to parchment.
Your name stays off the page so long as you cease these infantile threats. And in the meantime, knowing no story of mine is going to include you, do the intelligent thing the next time one ends up in your room and throw it away.
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The Boss. I MEAN...
Ain't been able to do a damned one of them since I got here.
He sees what you did there
La la la, Charlie can't heeeeeear you....
I ain't noticed.
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My point. Everyone has something which calms them, which regardless of what it does, gives that person peace. Whether or not it's your 'Boss' that does that for you, what provides that for me is putting quill to parchment.
And you forget, Charlie's a dick
So's the Marquis
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Perhaps I will include you in a story someday. It would be far too easy to do. Perhaps an ode of devotion and lust to your dear mentor!
And where should a copy wind up the minute I dot the last 'i', stroke the last period?
On his desk, of course.
Come for me, and once the last scars heal I'll ruin you, Charlie Prince.
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Ain't no dead men who can write.
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Recall that a port was visited some months ago. I have no recollection of it because I fell overboard. Were you the same?
That one occurred because someone was pushed overboard. The Barge veers to retrieve.
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