Ed's bright, glorious future.

Both Charlie and Ed have a hostile relationship with Mr. and Mrs. Morgan, who they see as both incredibly dull and also near fascistic.

Today, Mrs. Morgan is trying to explain to her daughter that Ed needs to complete a vital project for his latest uni application, and Charlie is trying to explain to her mum that she doesn't give a shit. Mama Morgan gets frustrated (she is clearly **** to get at least one of her ungrateful children out of the house) and gives Charlie an ultimatum: she had better help Ed with his project, because it's due a day before Charlie's favourite band is in town. And if Ed doesn't send off a perfect project... Charlie doesn't get two tickets to see Eetus Feetus.

The carrot and the stick work like a charm on Charlie. She promises her mother that she will use every trick in the book to get Ed to focus on that project. Whatever it takes. She HAS to go to that gig.

After years of poisoning your brain with poorly-written "erotica" everything reminds you of sex. So it's no surprise that the wording of Mrs. Morgan's commands and Charlie's **** acceptance give you a bit of porn deja vu. However, despite her killer body and hot signature blend of aloofness and cuteness, Charlie doesn't seem that interested in sex. Every now and then she doesn't come back from a night out, and maybe that's because she gives some lucky guy the night of his life - but maybe not. She talks on the phone a lot and you can't always tell with who... you wish you could see what she was doing on that phone all day, sigh. Anyway, you reckon that despite her edgy looks and fiery attitude, Charlie's libido just maybe isn't that high.

Somewhere out there, there's a lucky alternate universe with a lucky alternate you who's seen Charlie's perfect pouty lips suck anything with a pulse. But sadly you don't live in the porno universe. You live in the normal universe. Sigh.