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[color=#BA55D3]Location:[/color] [url=https://promoshades.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/05/1417582_orig.jpg]Angel Grove Diner[/url]
[color=#BA55D3]Interacting w/:[/color] [@Potemking] & [@Akayaofthemoon][/center]
Marriage, and dating for that matter, was something that was far and away from Charlie's radar. Sure, there were gentlemen that tried their luck with her in the tech industry, but she shooed them away like the plague. As far as she was concerned, Charlie didn't have [i]time[/i] to fancy someone because that would distract her from the goal of protecting the world. If the time were to come and things flowed natural, Charlie was open to it, but if the Rangers didn't re-assemble, then there would be a world to fall in love in. [color=#BA55D3]"I hear that,"[/color] Charlie said in response to Clint, scoffing a little as she shook her head. [color=#BA55D3]"The last guy I dated was... ugh... he was such a prick, let's just leave it at that."[/color] As far as Clint or Jordan knew, Charlie would be remembered as the little girl with the driest of humor behind a pair of glasses. At that age, and even now, she was more concerned about the safety and well-being of others rather than pleasing herself.

[color=#BA55D3]"Things happen..."[/color] Charlie said with a shrug, glancing down at the Power Morpher around her wrist, tempted to type away at it to add Clint's number (whether new or old) to her list of contacts since she already had Jordan's. She would hold that thought depending on how the interactions between now the three of them went. As she glanced over at Jordan, Charlie could literally feel the shift in her emotions, but couldn't quite understand Jordan's hesitation. She was thankful that Jordan actually came, but perhaps the fact that there was Clint here now reminded her of what happened in the past to their friends: the four that died in the war and the other three who couldn't bear to look either of them in the face anymore. It was a lot to take in, but Charlie knew that she needed to be strong, not for just herself but Jordan and Clint too. The dynamic shift between ten years ago and now was alarming. Charlie had [i]never[/i] been placed in this predicament before. Fiddling with one of the loose curls on the side of her face, she wondered if this was all a mistake. Could she really do this?

Turning a bit in the booth, Charlie leaned her back against the window as Clint asked about how they were. [color=#BA55D3]"I'm... alright. I never left. Finished up school, college and... started my own business."[/color] Reaching for her bag, she pulled out two business cards with bright purple font and other designs that made the card pop out. [color=#BA55D3]"So... if either of you ever have computer problems, you know who to call, ha. I've been doing it for like two years now and I make decent money. Enough to pay the rent and whatnot. You know, I was wanting to work for GENESIS but... yeah..."[/color] The both of them knew that it was a dream to work for the now defunct company. Her expression softened before she shook her head. [color=#BA55D3]"Then I was like 'Fuck it I'll do it myself.' You know, like Thanos at the end of Age of Ultron?"[/color] she chuckled. [color=#BA55D3]"Plus, I mean, he's purple, right? Gotta empathize with my purple people..."[/color]

Before Charlie could even effectively respond to Jordan, she was up and moving out of the booth. Was it something Clint said? Something [i]she[/i] said. [color=#BA55D3][i]Shit... ten minutes and I'm already losing her again.[/i][/color]. A massive lump began to form in her throat as she rubbed a hand across her forehead. [color=#BA55D3]"Maybe we should check on her?"[/color] she said to Clint, just in time for the waiter to return, asking for their orders. [color=#BA55D3]"Oh... I know that Jordan wanted the BBQ bacon cheeseburger with fries. I'll take a Patty Melt... and..."[/color] She exchanged looks with Clint to let him order. Once he was done, her Power Morpher began to beep, but it was simply her midday alarm, thank goodness. [color=#BA55D3]"I'll go check on Jordan..."[/color] she said, tapping on his shoulder as to excuse herself to slide out of the booth. Making her way outside, she approached Jordan from her front and asked, [color=#BA55D3]"You okay? I... I didn't know that Clint would be here but... I mean, it's great to have the both of you here together. All of us, together..."[/color]

Was now a good time to rip the band-aid off? How did [i][color=DC143C]Silas[/color][/i] or any of the other Rangers do these sorts of things when it came down to being a leader? Charlie had intentions on meeting with Jordan to check on her, but also gauge her interest in returning to battle with her in lieu of Druidon's return, but from the looks of it, things weren't stable on her end. [color=#BA55D3][i]This was so fucking selfish...[/i][/color] Charlie thought to herself, literally biting her tongue behind a closed pair of lips. Thankfully, they were off to the side and out of earshot. [color=#BA55D3]"Jordan... I have to be honest..."[/color] she began softly, lowering her eyes.