Charles never sat in the back of the meeting room because he liked to focus on what their boss Lewis was saying. He could be easily distracted when it was monday and 8 AM. So being in front of the meeting room was really helping. But this time, the subway had ran late and by that, Charles was too. All the seat in the front row were taken and he had to sit in the back. He hummed and rolled his eyes when someone told him he could sit on his lap with a suggestive look and then went next to the HR of the entreprise, Pierre Gasly who was well knew to be sassy, snarky, beautiful and very judgy. Charles never really interacted with the man, only seeing his good outfit from time to time. He dressed well, not like the other stylist called Max Verstappen who only dressed in Redbull outfit because of his addiction to the drink. Charles was himself feeling very good in his outfit today. He had bought a new shirt that could be called feminine but that he loved. The shirt was black with a lot of holes and the neckline was V-formed. Just liked he loved. Plus the new red pants he bought were perfect with it. He smiled and nodded to Pierre when he sat beside him. "Hello." He said but the HR didn't hear him to busy in making sassy remarks under his breath. Charles chuckled softly.