SHOPPING WITH BLURINThe next weeks flew by easily. The trio were able to fall into a steady routine; Charlie would wake up early as usual, make breakfast, gardening, work, make lunch, work some more, dinner, then sleep. A cycle.Blurin has been keeping himself busy with his laptop and countless of files that was shoved into that briefcase that Tristan had brought with him from Scotland. He hasn't even had the time to finish the series he began four days ago.Tristan, on the other hand, has been making and receiving calls. He has taken some minor trips to the neighboring states to arrange some meetings with his company branches.Charlie has found out, during one of their pop-up discussions, that Tristan's company has been notified of the little...hiccup and decided to station T ristan in one of their branches. He resumed work Speaking of which, Tristan has been out since morning. His shifts en

HE'S NOT WORTH IT The Denisons preferred to arrive fashionably late. What did Charlie expect from a dramatic couple? The wait wasn't long, maybe forty-five minutes to one hour but hey, who's counting? Charlie doesn't understand why she's so riled up to meet their client. Maybe it's because one of the client is her ex-boyfriend. Her hot sexy ex-boyfriend. The doorbell rings and Charlie's head snaps towards its direction. The tiny flicker of hope evaporated when a short woman struts in with her ridiculously wide purse.  The ginger head huffs loudly before her eyes trials to her boss; the man currently gobbling down his second plate of food. Charlie is suddenly rethinking if it was wise that she agreed to hold the meeting in Mr. Gibson's favorite restaurant. "Are you sure we didn't mix up the ti—" Charlie begins but her assistant immediately cut her o

A TRIVIAL COMPETITION "Mama, I'm fine! I wanna go in now, pleaseeee!" The 5-year old whines loudly. He keeps prying his mother's fingers from his hair as he huffs. "Okay. Okay," His mother chuckles softly, "Did you pack your monster trucks, my handsome?" Charles pouts, his knees bouncing impatiently, "Yes Mama! Russ and his family is in my bag pack, can I go in now?" Mrs. Pulgo smiles softly, a proud flower blooming in her chest as her son kept glancing at his babysitter's house with his knees bobbing eagerly. "Okay, let's go." They walk hand-in-hand till they get to Charlie's doorstep. Mrs. Pulgo raises her hand to ring the doorbell but Charles tugs it back forcefully. "Mama, I wanna ring it!" He hollers as he points to the shiny gold button on the wall. "Go ahead, Charles, but not too hard." Tel

NOT TRISTAN'S TYPEIt's been roughly two months since she shut the door on her relationship. Two months since she rescued Blurin from dying of hypothermia. A month away from Christmas.The snow fell at a more heavy pace. Townswomen and children has started putting up decorations and adding the celebratory 'Seasons Greeting!' to their salutations.Steinfield is always lively this time of year. The airplane crash? Shutting down of the airport? The town's people have a lot to be grateful for. Charlie Jordan, especially.It's been two months since Blurin became her housemate and she still hasn't heard him utter a full sentence. In his case, actions speak louder than words. Charlie has to be lying if she says she doesn't wish to have a friendly interaction with Bulky. In fact, the only interaction they both have is about food—whenever he isn't busy, Blurin helps with making meals in the house. With

A BAD DAY... WEEKCharlie isn't sure she has anything to be grateful for.These past few months have been a rollercoaster that has managed to overwhelm Charlie gravely.The gingerhead has always looked forward to any Thanksgiving, especially with Deedah and Mama Freya present in the same room. Those two are like oil and water. Last year, Mama Freya kept dropping inappropriate jokes about Zeus's ass and Deedah almost punched her jaw.Charlie could swear she almost had a heart attack that day. Most times, Deedah even brings her cat, Sambi, for the *awe's* and the *coos*. But Charlie isn't sure she has it in her for Thanksgiving this year. Her friends and acquaintances can be a handful, most times, and she isn't ready for that—especially with the situation on ground.Her humiliating rejection. Her ex-boyfriend's stupid speech to his wife and keeping her feelings organized. Not to