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ate it slowly anyway.
    For a spell he sat there thinking, even after the food was finished, and a couple of times he almost reached back to the glove box. Polluting himself even further than the quality of food he had just ate had done would solve nothing.
    Leaving the nearly vacant lot, Charlie turned left, and continued the short journey that would lead him to more comfortable surroundings, but still that journey seemed endless.
    Pulling into his garage, Charlie breathed a sigh of relief. He was home at last, and the day had not ended as badly as he speculated that it could have. Chopin did not take his mind off of Viper, but it seemed to fit the mood that he was in, so he brought the CD inside.
    Opening the door to his modest home, Charlie was greeted by Furball as usual. She was by far the most beautiful, longhaired Siamese cat that he had ever seen, and she was probably the most affectionate as well.
    Right now, however, she only wanted rubbed, while on the way to her dish. She loved her pet human a lot, yet her purring, and her brushing against his legs was all the attention that he was going to get while he opened her can of food, and served her the way that a queen should be. She was, after all, the ruler of this dwelling.
    "Eat up," Charlie told her before leaving the small kitchen, and entering the even smaller dining area.
    He placed his hands on the tall, maple table, which was designed for only two, and wondered why he paid over a grand for a decoration, because he still ate alone with his plate on his lap, on the living room sofa.
    "Merlot," he said to himself, having decided upon which way the evening was to continue, and then he grabbed the glass that sat on the counter, which divided the dining room from the kitchen. The glass was always there, because wine was the friend that had always helped him to relax. Merlot simply meant that there was a long way to go to find that level of relaxation.
    Continuing to the rack on the other side of the unused table, he pulled a bottle, and stepped into his living room. It was not much, but a comfortable couch, and a fifty-two-inch flat screen were all that he usually needed. The modest PC (modest by his own standards, at least) sat off in the corner. It was more than enough to do his "homework" on.
    Reaching toward his entertainment center, he slipped in the disc, and began to breathe in the peace that was Chopin once more. Pouring the wine into his glass seemed to mimic the tune, but as the tempo began to change, he could almost see Viper staring at him, pleading for his help.
    This in itself was enough of a reason to bottom out the glass, and he quickly poured himself another.
    "To you, girl," he said aloud, toasting in the direction of the lab, before finishing the second glass just as quickly.
    After pouring the third, he set the bottle on the coffee table, and found a spot behind his computer. He may not have been able to actually tell people exactly what he did for a living, but this spot always offered a way to vent.
    Moving his mouse brought the system back to life, and a couple of clicks later, he found himself in a room that knew him well... or so they had thought.
    funkyzenbabe: hey doc. WB
    kempo: always in time to interrupt a good topic, huh doc
    docthefrog: hey guys... what's up?
    funkyzenbabe: Kemp is hitting on me, as usual.
    kempo: Biach... you know you like it :D
    funkyzenbabe: WHATEVER man who kisses my feet too much :P
    funkyzenbabe: So how was your day, doc?
    docthefrog: I almost saved a rabbit today...
    funkyzenbabe: AWWW
    kempo: Hosinfefer...LOL
    docthefrog: Actually, she is still alive, but no better than before.
    docthefrog: BRB... someone is a knocking
    funkyzenbabe: KK
    Standing from his computer, Charlie took his glass with him. He was not used to company, and as far as he knew, his mother was still vacationing in Europe.
    His door was solid, and the windows on either side were frosted, so there was no chance to see who it was before opening