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[charfletchh]

"it's more exciting that way. we can go stay in a hostel and really get the early-twenties gap year experience." people in charlie's circle were always cosplaying a different economic class, like poverty was a costume you could try on when it was fashionable. "germany is sounding better and better. except beer. beer is disgusting." why would you waste time with single-digit alcohol percentages? she hummed in contentment - it was so easy to lose herself in visions of a future where everything works out like a tv show from the 90s, where ogden was a distant memory and everything could be wrapped up as neatly as a 30-minute sitcom episode.

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"Sleep on your couch?" He repeated with a snort. "You're not even going to set me up in some hotel? After all I've done for you." What had he ever done for her? The same she'd done for him, absolutely nothing. That was what a balanced relationship looked like. "No, you know, funny enough they've actually outlawed tennis in Germany. Not enough opportunity for beer to be served. Which I think is untrue, but I'm not part of the government." He laughed, and nudged Charlie with his elbow. He hoped everything would be that simple. "World watch out, they hardly know what's coming."