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Charlie gave Perry an impish grin, listening to him talk about his roommate. "She definitely sounds like an interesting woman," He offered. "I live alone now, and my dad was always great, but when my mom eventually moved in, man, things got wild." He faked a shudder to be dramatic before he...

Charlie listened to Perry talk, smiling softly at him. "Hm... well, best be careful with her, then," He teased lightly, wandering who on earth Perry would be staying with that would classify as one of the Otherfolk. He chuckled, though, diverting back to the previous topic. "If tomorrow's not...

Charlie couldn't help but laugh at Perry's words. "Oh, gods. That's funny," He chuckled again, shaking his head. "Luckily my dad can really cook- and though my mom can make some good food, it's like she only knows how to make italian. Anything else has to be takeout or its practically inedible,"...

Charlie chuckled, pleased that Perry would agree to try Finnish cuisine. "It's really good," He promised. "It's super focused on fresh ingredients- but also really simple tastes, very pure. Not all around fish- a lot of meat, milks, breads, not very spicy, really," He laughed, winking playfully...

Charlie bit back a chuckle at the look on Perry's face. Not a fan of country music then, noted. He did chuckle though when the man agreed to come back for dinner. "Sounds like a good plan to me," He agreed. He could live with that. "I like Finnish food- there are actually a few nice places I...

Charlie chuckled. "To be fair, when there are it's usually country music." He laid his arm across the back of the couch. He smiled at Perry's words. "Aw, you're so cute when you're sincere." He teased just a little, barely resisting the urge to brush a knuckle over the mans cheek. "I do...

Charlie chuckled. "Oh, sure, mostly when you hear 'Im in a band' it's always some rock and roll type thing with a smaller group and concerts in bars," He ran a hand through his hair, giving Perry a playful wink. "What can I say? I'm just a sensitive guy. I like candles and violin and reading by...

Charlie chuckled. "Good," He replied, leading Pierre back to their space. "As much as I'd absolutely introduce you, I'd be bummed to hand you off," He confided in a conspiratorial whisper. "It's not often I get any guests of my own." He walked into the backstage area designated for them with...

Charlie chuckled, offering out his arm. "It's totally fine," He reassured him. "There's a celloist that grabs someone every performance I see him in," He laughed lightly. "Come on, we have snacks, I'll find the pianist if you want," He smiled. There was actually a cozy back area set up in the...

Charlie chuckled. "Something like that. Small world, huh? I'm glad you liked the performance." He agreed, moving down to stand with Perry. "Do you want to come backstage?" He asked. "There's a lounge here for performers. It's a little loud but there are snacks." He invited the man. He thought it...

Charlie's life was music, and music was his life. He lived for playing symphonies, especially ones gone well. He smiled at his parents, his mother holding Caspian and offering them a little wave as they left. Caspian was asleep- symponies well done almost always knocked him out. He'd been...

Charlie hummed. "Oh, sure, but it's nice to have an idea to work towards." He offered, wondering if maybe he was being a pest or anything. He wasn't the best at conversation. He wasn't sure if he was relieved or a bit sad when his seat partner asked to rest. He gave Perry a small smile. "Oh...

Charlie listened to the man, smiling and nodding along. "I need to get out into nature more often," He offered, musing. "I've always thought of nature as mother earths symphony, but I'll admit I don't go out into it as often as I should." Or ever, really, since he'd left the school with its lake...

Charlie chuckled and ran a hand through his hair. He was getting too involved. He leaned back a bit, taking a breath. "Yeah, hey man, no worries." He flashed Perry a smile. "Sorry for getting all deep and stuff, I didn't mean to cross the line if I did." Charlie leant back as much as he could in...

Charlie followed Perry's gaze to look out the window, smiling softly. He always enjoyed flying- it was calming. Even if he did prefer to ride on his broom. He looked back as Perry spoke, and shook his head. "That's still brave," He offered softly. "Not all courage is so obvious." He ran his hand...