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Lady Macbeth (2016)

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Jake Gyllenhaal as Rusty Sabich ↳ Presumed Innocent (2024)

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THE BEAR | 1.01: SYSTEM Ebon Moss-Bachrach as Richie Jerimovich Jeremy Allen White as Carmy Berzatto

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Lidia Yuknavitch, from Reading the Waves: A Memoir published in 2025

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"Is he ever, but just between you and I... I kind of like it." In fact, this domestic version of Roman was a dream come true, one she'd hardly let herself even truly dream before they'd said their vows before the township. For once, too good to be true hadn't turned out to be. "Believe me, I'll be holding you to that after I let him know you said it. It's been fun to watch him discover a joy of the kitchen." Something Charlie knew would catch him in it's grip eventually.

"A cookbook, huh?" Now that was was and idea. Between Rosie, Roman, and herself, they'd already managed to come up with some interesting recipes. "Don't forget, it'll need a chapter on how to grow your own ingredients, so I'll be coming to you to commission that one." How handy something like that could be. Passed out among the township and maybe even left in strategic places in the wider city for survivors to come across. Aspen would definitely have to bring one to The Ferals.

The mention of water pie brought her back from her musing, a laugh bubbling up. "I tried it once and it was not good. Like I truly feel like that had to be some sort of joke that lost it's context over time." Because it had been truly inedible. "He's had a melt down or two, but between Roman and Ashton he's been pretty well corralled. At the very least we're not going to have to worry about him sleeping tonight. He's going to be out like a light."

"Ooh is he house husbanding up for you?" Hope teased at the idea of Roman cooking at hone for them, poking at her arm before grinning, "if there's anything he's specifically looking for, let me know and we'll try and see what we can do." There were still plenty of things the farm don't have, mostly trees that'll at least take years even if they speed up the process. But every other crop, Hope could work her magic.

She perked up at the mention of Charlie writing down recipes for all the ways they've been making food work. "You guys should make a lil cookbook, post apocalyptic cooking! I'm sure everyone would appreciate it and a hundred years from now someone's gonna find the genius you have." She raised a finger at a trivial thought, "like, have you ever seen thought struggle meal recipes back in the day? Water pie was the weirdest thing ever to me." Even the apocalypse might not convince Hope to try that one.

"Of course! How else can I pay my little farmer helper in the field? I'll show him how to own the dance floor together. How's the little rascal fairing today? Not too overwhelmed I hope."

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The mention of blood relation not being at thing shared between the two Horowitz sisters was only met with a semi-dismissive hum from Charlie, who knew exactly how little that probably truly mattered. No one in the township by this point was blind to just how much the two girls cared for and looked out for each other. Above all. That was at least something Charlie could relate to.

"I'm fine." Groaning as she slowly got up from the crate, Charlie wiped away sweat from her brow that felt like it should exist but didn't actually, and gave a wave of her hand to lead the way. "Believe me the last thing I want either is another baby." Adam was a handful all on his own most days, and if it weren't for the plethora of helpful hands around town she wasn't sure how she would have handled it on her own.

"Keep pointing fingers and Karma is gunna end up landing you with a bun in oven, just watch."

"We're not even related." The comment was the last she would be speaking on the subject with Charlie. Her ass was already sore from the shitty plastic crate and Anora stood back up. She kicked it back into place against the dusty wall she'd move it from. But.. as she crossed her arms she opened her mouth again. "Tell the cuntcil. Maybe they'll lock her up for a few days." That was honestly not a bad idea.

Anora looked at Charlie again and studied her tired face. "You sure you're not pregnant? I'm reaaaally tired of all the baby shit." Just because you let someone cum inside of you doesn't mean you should get special treatment. And that went double for during the apocalypse.

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"He'll love it!"

Beaming brightly at her older brother, Charlie excitedly finished the last bites of her breakfast, chasing them with large gulps of the coffee she'd formerly been wanting to savour. Getting to go on a road trip with her big brother was so much more important.

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All it took was that permission to have Charlie giving a bright gasp, happily scrolling rapidly through the stations to see what was on offer before landing on some upbeat pop music. Perfect for a road trip. Which was doubly exciting with just how little she found herself in a car. Even her school was close enough that she'd never really had to take the bus, even. Everything about this day was already steeped in novelty.

And just like that, with his question, came a tumbling of her expression, her entire mood downshifting so suddenly that it almost seemed to affect the music on the radio.

"No." Eyes on hands that were now picking at her cuticles, she gave a little lift and drop of one of her shoulders. "No one is ever going to like me back."

"Shirt and tie it is," he agreed with a smile. Hopefully it would be enough of a gift to circumvent their brother's anger when they made it back home. John-Paul doubted it, but he was willing to see if it could help - however he was ready for the scolding Jeremiah was sure to give him instead of thanks for thinking of him. Although he wasn't prepared for the beating that would come along with it.

His phone went off in pocket and he pulled it out to see a text from Sada, confirming he'd left for the job. He shot back confirmation that he was 'On the way now' before sliding it back away. "Better eat up," he gently rushed her. "We got a big day ahead of us," he added with a smirk before digging in to the rest of his burrito.

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"Radio's all yours," he surrendered of its control as they got in the car after breakfast. "You know you never did tell me what happened with Benny," he said once they were on the road. "Ever find out if he liked you back?"

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Emily Browning as Florence Carter-Wood in Summer in February (2013)

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"Yeah... Lightheaded." In fact, she still felt that way, but the alarm in the faces of their little ones was enough to have her pushing a shaky smile through it. Thank goodness for him and his stoicism, the moment could have been so much more traumatic if his own steadfastness hadn't anchored her own.

Lifting arms out, with a small but encouraging nod, Charlie wrapped her little boy up into her arms, cradling his head on his shoulder and pressing a kiss just above his little ear. Still, careful not to breathe in his face in case it was something as dangerous as the flu. Eyes lifting to Roman, and then flicking to their daughter, she offered the little girl a smile and held out her free arm for her to join them in the cuddle.

"Come on, June. I think I need all of the hugs to help make me feel all strong again. I think maybe we were just having too much fun and I got overwhelmed."

The alarm that flared in her eyes as she came back around twisted his heart into knots. She was so protective of their children and willing to fight for them to her last breath; breath that was still too soft and shallow for Roman’s liking. He eased behind her so she could lean against him as they sat. His large hand started rubbing circles on her back like he was willing a stillborn kitten to take a breath. “Everyone’s okay baby, you just got lightheaded.” She seemed to calm as she took in the familiar surroundings and remembered where they had been before her fainting. Roman too was calm, despite the anxiety that had been building in his chest. Everyone’s okay.

June had been keeping Adam at bay but Roman gestured that it was okay to let him waddle over so she freed his small hand from hers. “Mommy’s alright. You can come sit with her.” Adams steps were that of a toddler just getting comfortable with his own two feet but he managed to make it to Charlie’s lap without falling.

Maybe June was too used to seeing her own mother having these spells because she waited quietly fidgeting with a ribbon that had once been in her hair ( she usually hated wearing them but liked to match Charlie if she had one in her own hair ). “We all just need to catch our breath.” Roman looked at June and tried to give a smile of assurance.

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His words would be heeded, the space between herself and the aforementioned would be increased and policed, trusting his gut without much need, nor reason, for hesitation. His instincts had yet to be wrong. Speaking of. "What do you think of the new people?" They'd only just arrived, with none other than Amelia Ryder, though Charlie knew enough about her to not need to ask Roman.

Lashes fluttering down to feather along the apples of cheeks that still never failed to flush with colour when he'd look at her, touch her, so tenderly. Sometimes, Charlie almost though he looked at her with awe, but her own self-doubt always made her question it. Except, in times like these, when it was undeniable just by the explosion of still active butterflies along her diaphragm.

Arms hugging him even tighter as she closed her eyes and listened to his heart beat beneath her ear, the comforting weight of his chin on the crown of her head leaving her content in a way she'd never have expected was possible even before the world had fallen.

"There never was any other options. This is my happy place."

Charlie was far too nice for her own safety. Despite the survival instinct she had sharpened over the years there were still moments Roman's heart leapt from his chest while watching her interact with the others. Trust given when it hadn't been earned, help offered when it could be taken advantage of. Maybe the one thing Roman hadn't considered was that his very watch over Charlie was what gave her the confidence to do these things ( knowing that her loyal protector was always there should the worst come to pass ). "They can be convincing." Is what he leaves it as.

He grins at her comment, unable to deny the evidence of time beginning to catch up to him. "It'll give me a chance." Roman's hand drifted to Charlie's face so he could stroke the outline of her mouth with the back of a finger. "Those laugh lines have pushed you even further out of my league." Evidence of a life lived well despite the horror they had both seen.

Roman's lips press against the top of her head before his chin rests against her. "Good thing you don't have a lot of other options."

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By the time they're lowering down to the ground, Charlie was already starting to come around, head swimming as a deep shiver reverberated itself seemingly outward from inside of her in a way that flared up a tiny bit of panic in her. Enough to bring her around, though it was like trying to swim through the confusion at first.

"What happened?" Half gasping, half groaning the words as hands gripped hard for any part of his familiar strength she could get a hold of. Grounding herself as the world seemed to tilt around her. "The kids?!" That panic that had settled in her chest grew as she realized she had no idea where they were, not even sure how long she'd passed out for, only knowing they were no longer dancing, and she could hear Adam crying over the music.

Calming down the moment her hazy gaze fell on the sights of their kids, Charlie let herself sink into Roman as another shiver wracked her body. "I don't feel very good." For her to even admit it probably said enough about just how bad she truly felt.

He'd been worried about her since this morning, aware of the headache Charlie had been trying to push through. She wasn't as good at hiding it as she thought she was and if it wasn't for his selfish desire to have them all together in the sunlight maybe he would've called her out on it. Pushed the picnic back, made her sit and rest.

But he hadn't done any of that so instead he was frowning at the faraway look in her eyes before he felt her going slack in his arms. Roman was quick to hold her, supporting her against his chest with little effort. "Charlie?" He didn't want to scare the kids but his voice was loud with concern. A hand comes up to caress her face, feels for breath coming from her nose. "It's just the heat baby," Roman assures Charlie and June both as he brings Charlie down with him to kneel on the blanket. June has stopped dancing and Adam is whining at the sudden shift in mood.

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You ever regret choosing Roman? Are you waiting for the other shoe to drop and him to leave again?

"Nope. Not for a moment. Sometimes I wonder if he regrets me, though. I don't think I could ever leave him, I've loved him from the first time he looked at me and saw me. Even when I thought it was just a girlish dream...

Maybe a tiny part of me is still waiting for him to leave again, but I know he'd never do that. Not to me, not to Adam. But I wonder if he thinks about it sometimes, wonders... what-if..."

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When's the next kid?

"Oh my goodness, you're funny."

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How hurt will you be when you find out about Roman and Ruth's unfinished love for each other? And their shared kiss?

"Well, this is all new information to me. Ruth, huh? Well... she is a much more beautiful and accomplished woman than I've ever been. I just-... unfinished love, huh? That's-... that's some strong wording."

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