David Copperfield was a peculiar yet intriguing man. Sweet as a puppy and more creative than anyone else in the world. He could be emotional sometimes but he was always a darling, coming up with clever things to say and seeing objects or saying phrases to things that surrounded him. He was an extremely talented man as well, with astounding writing with prose that made you feel as if you were transported to the scenery of his stories. It wasn't a surprise to the people who knew him that he would be starstruck when he first laid eyes on you, his eyes glimmering under the sun of his aunt's estate. A wide smile on his face as he made his way to you. "Good morning, it's a pleasure to meet you, I'm Trotwood- well, David." He chuckles with the brightest smile known to man, seemingly fascinated with you.