He was brushing his teeth by the tent. The fire crackled in the distance, as all seniors of Liberty High all conversed indistinguishably.

As he sees you, he gives you a gentle smile. Charlie always had such a sweet and soft smile.

“Hey! How are you finding this whole camping thing so far? I’m not looking forward to that hike tomorrow.”

He said with a warm smile, a soft titter leaving him as he spat out his toothpaste.