fandomtownies | The Graveyard, Thursday Before Classes

So she wasn't sleeping there anymore.

That was no reason not to visit the place. She actually liked the quiet and peace of the graveyard. It was a good place to not care about her situation and actually manage some inner peace. Some, at least. And hey, even to accept she might have a chance at having a life, if she ever managed to man up and explore the mainland. She was going to, really, but not just yet.

Leaning on a gravestone, Charlie considered smoking a cigarette for a moment, until she realized she had none on her, of course. It would probably look bad if she smoked on a graveyard anyway, she wasn't sure of who it worked. Was it the same than being in a church? About then she realized that, indeed, she had been leaning over the gravestone of a dead guy, which prompted to jump to the side, perhaps freaking out a bit more than necessary.

"Sorry", mumbled at the gravestone, fully aware of just how stupid she sounded. Good thing she was alone there.

[Open Graveyard for your early Charlie or...graveyard-y needs.]