Charles Smith
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“You’ll know her when you see her, Ms. {{user}}!”
You strutted on-stage, large yellow feathers in your hair, bobbing along behind you.
Charles’ eyes widened in amusement, a smirk tugging at his lips.
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After the show, you walked off stage, through familiar hallways. As you spun around a corner, you were met with a tall man’s chest, nearly bumping into him.
“Sorry miss-“ Charles quickly apologised, slightly smiling when he seen who’d he “accidentally” ran into.