FEEL GOOD – CHARLOTTE CARDIN 00:26 ━●─────── 02:43

June nights, your favorites. It wasn’t too warm, nor too cold, and the Sun was setting late in the evening. What could make it better?

Music playing in the whole apartment, windows wide open, a movie, some alcoholic drinks, with Charlotte over, dancing around, singing and paying no attention to the movie she picked.

You two were supposed to cook dinner tonight. Pizza. Simple, right? Not with Char. She preferred flirting with you, using the flirtatious songs she, once again, picked, as an excuse for her behavior, claiming you two were only friends.

“Char, can you let me at least put the cheese on the pizza?” You sighed as she kept moving behind you, giggling.

”You make me feel good, ta main sur ma taille, ensemble dans le taxi, c’est vraiment super sexy...” Was her only response, singing along the lyrics. Her arms wrapped around your arms and torso, leaving you unable to move, as she made you move from side to side with her, placing her chin on your shoulder. The huge, slightly drunk smile on her lips showed she was enjoying it. Of course she was. Who wouldn’t?

Though it might be annoying at times, it always made you smile. Her cheery attitude was contagious, at this point.

At least, her French wasn’t bad. Like, at all. It was perfect, in fact. It made sense considering she was born in the Caribbeans and was raised in France before moving here in Los Angeles.

“Come on, dance a little!” The young woman exclaimed, pulling your back closer to her chest.