Renee Centric... with some Vic!
((From a Tumblr prompt on my RP account where iTunes was put on shuffle and a headcannon written inspired by it! This is from Wake Up Call by Maroon 5.))

"Wake up call, caught you in the morning,

With another one in my bed,

Don't you care about me anymore?

Don't you care about me? I don't think so!"

Charlie had this really bad habit of always slinking into Molly's, like it wasn't weird that he was the only man in a lesbian bar. Renee was convinced that he just loved to embarrass her, to see her frusterated face at the bar in the back, silently cursing his boundary issues. Or maybe it's because when she wasn't in her apartment, he knew he could find her here. But it was probably the first one. It was the third or fourth time he had showed up on the barstool next to her and somewhere in their conversation his other "habit" of showing up in her apartment at… inconvienent times came up.

"Come on Renee, like you've never walked in on someone before!" he said with a good natured smile, eyes glinting under the lid of his baseball-styled cap.

"Not by breaking and entering, no." She threw right back.

"But you have?"

Her response was just rolling her eyes as she chugged down the rest of her beer, signaling the bartender for another. "It's okay you can tell me. You don't have to be secretive around me-" Charlie kept going but Renee stopped right there, thinking how hypocritical that statement was, considering she staked out an old warehouse for him for weeks with out ever knowing why. "-I don't even have to know who just-"

"It was a girlfriend of mine." She cut him off before he could continue his incessant asking and ranting.

"Oh what with like… herself ? Who was the other wom-"

"With two other guys." Renee interrupted, shooting him a glare and taking an even bigger drink this time. Charlie was silent for awhile, but that didn't last too long.

"I'm so sor-" he couldn't even finish that word, as he burst out into an controllable fit of laughter. "Seriously?" he managed to get out through his laughs, slamming his fist on the counter as he wiped a tear from the corner of his eye.

"You're an ass" was her only response, almost having to shout over him. "I didn't think it was very funny ." she mumbled. His chuckling finally subsided, completely oblivious to the dirty glares Renee kept shooting over to him.

"I wasn't laughing at you just-"

She sighed "No no, I get it." she said, leaving money on the counter and throwing back on her jacket as she started to head towards the front door

"Awh c'mon Renee, don't be like that! I was just asking questions, there's nothing wrong with that!" Renee just threw up her middle finger over her shoulder, not looking back as he followed her out. The gesture just made the laughter start again, but more to himself this time.

He kept trying to talk to her as she walked onto the streets, the two of them getting weird looks from the girls gathered outside the bar. As much as she didn't want to, she couldn't help but smile to herself, as she finally waited for him to catch up. She lit a cigarette, taking a long drag as his ranting now switched topics to facts and trivia about how terrible her addiction was. She delivered the banter right back, as always, as they walked off.

"Just another Friday night" she thought to herself. He drove her crazy, but she couldn't help but note with tinges of fondness, that there was an attachment forming there. And that Molly's would be awfully boring with out their strange conversations.