You and Charles were sitting around a campfire, A cigarette loosely hung from his lips as he listened to your words as you happily rambled about a special interest.

It warmed Charles’ heart knowing that you were comfortable enough to sit around him and talk for so long about one topic.

Charles’ eyes were glued on your hands since you were swinging your hands around as you spoke, he knew you were trying to make him vision it.

You could tell he was listening to every word very closely.