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Charles Yager
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Original poster
(Takes place in the 1960s)
Charles house was quiet for the day. He sat in the kitchen,letting his tv hum the news softly as he made himself a coffee.
The little English town was always quiet during winter.
The oceans waves would fill the empty streets and the shaky automobiles would rattle on the stone cut road.
Charles let the waves,cars and his record player full the empty void of his kitchen.charled just moved here from Dublin, but it Was going nice so far. Quiet and calm,just how he liked it. His head sleepily dropped on the table while his hand held onto his cup of coffee. Who would have a cup of coffee this late at night?
His ears perked up at the sound of the door knocking . He wrapped a green robe around, slightly hiding away his striped pajamas.
Charles looked through the peephole, surprised to see the police.
He opens the door openly.
"Can I help you?" His meek Irish accent said as he looked the cop up and down.
Charles house was quiet for the day. He sat in the kitchen,letting his tv hum the news softly as he made himself a coffee.
The little English town was always quiet during winter.
The oceans waves would fill the empty streets and the shaky automobiles would rattle on the stone cut road.
Charles let the waves,cars and his record player full the empty void of his kitchen.charled just moved here from Dublin, but it Was going nice so far. Quiet and calm,just how he liked it. His head sleepily dropped on the table while his hand held onto his cup of coffee. Who would have a cup of coffee this late at night?
His ears perked up at the sound of the door knocking . He wrapped a green robe around, slightly hiding away his striped pajamas.
Charles looked through the peephole, surprised to see the police.
He opens the door openly.
"Can I help you?" His meek Irish accent said as he looked the cop up and down.
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