After just getting done with a job helping someone smile, Charlie had found himself sitting inside Spaghetti Disco at the bar.

Drinking down his beverage as he glanced around, thinking about finally heading out until his eyes locked onto you from across the room.

He couldn't help it after all, You caught his eye in such a way... you were practically just his type.

Deciding to compose himself before he took a deep breath and walked over in your direction.