Tuesday

4:45pm

Philadelphia, PA

Dee placed her hand on the door handle of the bar and took a deep breath while mentally preparing herself for what she would find within. Every day it seemed like something highly disturbing and improbable happened concerning her friends and idiot brother and she always ended up involved.

Just as she was about to open the door, it flew open at hurricane like speed and hit her right in the face.

"Oh God damnit!" she exclaimed from the ground while clutching her nose in pain.

Mac and Dennis paid her no mind as they continued chattering away excitedly to each other about something.

Dee struggled to her feet and winced as she pulled her hand away to find blood. "You assholes! Look what you did this time!"

"What we did? If anything, it's your fault for getting in the way," her obnoxious brother said, sparing her a half amused, half disgusted glance.

"Yeah Dee it's not as if we exist to watch out for you. So start paying attention to your surroundings. I'm a master at that so I know what I'm talking about," Mac grinned to himself.

The two then continued walking away without waiting for Dee's response so she huffed angrily and stalked into the bar, grumbling to herself.

Charlie was leaning against the bar with a beer in one hand and a mop in the other. "Whoa what happened to your face?" he asked her.

"Mac and Dennis happened," she said as she sat down on a stool and grabbed a beer for herself. "Could you find me something to wipe this blood off with? Preferably something that is not crawling with disease."

"Well no promises on that last part but I'm sure I can dig something up," Charlie said while patting the pockets of his jacket. "Ah! Here you go," Charlie said as he handed over a rag that he had found.

Dee stared at him skeptically as she took the rag. "Don't worry Dee it's totally clean. Really. I just did my bi-monthly laundry run and that was included."

"Alright well thanks I guess," Dee said as she gently pressed it to her nose. "So what were Mac and Dennis so excited about anyway?"

"Well tonight is their movie night and they were running off to rent some movie to watch," Charlie said while cleaning the floor or, more than likely, just rubbing the existing dirt around. "They didn't ask good old Charlie to join them, oh no, they just ran right out without saying goodbye."

"They're dicks Charlie. What do you expect?" Dee said, her voice slightly muffled by the rag.

"I know that but sometimes it just gets to me you know? Like they're supposed to be my best friends and stuff," Charlie said dejectedly.

Dee found herself feeling a rare stab of pity for her scraggly friend. Mac and Dennis really did treat him horribly sometimes and she knew what that felt like first hand.

"Well Charlie how about you and I have our own movie night? Then we can rub in how much better our movie night is than theirs."

"Hmmm I guess that could be fun. Frank would probably be game too and I'm sure we could make some room for you on our couch," Charlie rubbed his chin as he thought about it.

"I will absolutely not sit in your filthy apartment with you and my ex-father. No, I was thinking that you and I could watch it at my place," Dee said, shuddering slightly as she thought about Charlie's offer.

"Really? But I thought you never wanted me to set foot in your apartment again after I may or may not have lit part of it on fire." Charlie said.

Dee sighed and rubbed her temples. Sometimes being Charlie's friend was hard work. "I did say that but that was a long time ago so I'm willing to give you a second chance. But you are definitely not allowed to bring a lighter. Or explosives. Or guns, rats, or anything else you would think are a good idea to bring."

"Well you're sort of taking all the fun out of the experience but fine," Charlie grumbled. "What movie should we get? Predator?"

"No because that's the movie Mac and Dennis always watch. What is wrong with you? We want to make this our own thing and therefore that means a different movie," Dee said slowly so that hopefully Charlie would understand.

"Alright well I guess we should go to the movie store then and see what they have!" Charlie exclaimed excitedly.

Dee and Charlie left the bar empty as usual and began walking since it was only two blocks away. As Charlie began talking animatedly about how he wanted a movie that somehow combined cats and superheroes, Dee checked her face in the small mirror that she had to make sure that the bleeding had fully stopped. Luckily it had but she could see bruises forming underneath her eyes. She was lucky those idiots hadn't broken her nose.

They arrived at the store and as they walked inside, Dee saw the idiots in question in all their glory. Dennis was holding a movie and had a confused expression on his face while Mac was explaining why they should get it, using karate moves for emphasis.

"Hey dick bags. Long time no see," Dee said.

"What the hell are you two doing here? Who's at the bar?" Mac asked.

"That's not important. Listen I want you two to apologize for what you did to my face," Dee said while pointing to the damage they had inflicted.

"Dee, your ugliness is hardly our fault," Dennis snorted while reading the back of the movie case.

"Arghhh you two are impossible. That's why Charlie and I are going to have our own movie night."

"Yeah okay whatever. You guys have fun with that," Dennis said, waving her off.

Dee looked back and forth between Mac and Dennis in exasperation who had turned their backs on her and had resumed their conversation.

She turned away angrily and stalked over to Charlie who was attempting to read the title of several movies. "Dee I don't think any of these movies are in English," he whispered frantically in to her ear and getting far too close for comfort.

She shoved him back harshly. "Charlie you idiot all of these movies are in English. You know what? Why don't we just watch one of my DVDs that I have in my apartment?"

"Yeah that sounds like a good idea. I mean how does this whole renting movies thing even work? It seems very complicated," Charlie said while scratching his head.

Dee simply rolled her eyes and grabbed Charlie by his jacket, effectively dragging him out of the store. She wondered how quickly she would regret this whole movie night idea.