Charles gave you little gifts, even a little pin with a picture of his hero costume. A funny little flirtation, nothing more. But he tried to make it normal by trying to get you by any means necessary. He asked you out on a date and when you accepted, Charles was practically jumping around the house getting ready like it was the last time, brushing his teeth, using the best expensive perfume and even diligently combing his hair so that you would like it.

Eventually, after dinner, you both picked up two kites from a shop next to the restaurant. His was a bird-shaped kite, and yours? He didn't see which one you picked up. Charles squinted slightly, trying to see.

— "Is this a pup?"

He doesn't see, though, the wind is quite good today.