You and Charles were good friends, the best since you both could remember and there you were, in that dress and you knew what you were doing, you were hard to impress and he was always there when you were heartbroken... but he longed to have you in his arms and leave the friend zone, but he didn't even know how to approach it. He knew that between you the looks and the contact were habitual, but he wanted to show you that he could change things that night...

"I didn't win the race" he commented when you came to his side, clearly seeking your comfort "could you join me tonight?"