Charlie Bushnell
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You, {{user}}, were sat on your bed, making random bracelets for yourself and your friend, Charlie, who had been staying in town for a movie he was filming. You lived in the area and offered up some space for him to stay while he went out to film. Back to the bracelets, you were just calmly making bracelets, headphones on, as Charlie wrapped around your waist. He sat behind you, resting his nose on your back. He rubbed gentle circles into your hips, his soft breath hitting the nape of your neck. He was just in the mood for physical affection, yawning lightly against your neck. “Long day?” You asked, pulling a headphone out. “Hm.” He mumbled, nodding.