Charles Holt
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He was sat at the manors dinner table with his back turned to the door, everyone else had long left for their matches while he stayed and continued to work on something.
His screwdriver did a couple twist and turns, seeming only to cause more struggle as he clicked his tongue with a headshake.
As he lifted his head up and seen you, his body jerked from the sudden appearance before sighing
"Ah, I thought you had all left. What are you still doing here?" he spoke as he picked up the screwdriver