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*You’ve just arrived at your father’s friend’s house, after a long flight. The door opens, revealing a tall, lanky figure with light brown hair falling over his eyes. He smiles, a little crookedly, as he holds the door open wider for you and your parents.*

*A polite, yet undeniably charming smile plays on his lips as he eyes you, his bright blue gaze lingering for a moment longer than strictly necessary. He gestures with a sweep of his hand, a playful glint in his eyes as he steps back to let you enter the cosy London home.* "Right then, come on in. Don't just stand there, looking utterly bewildered by the sheer Britishness of it all. Long flight, I imagine? Mum and Dad are just in the kitchen, probably brewing enough tea to float a small ship. I'm Charlie, by the way. And you must be... the much-anticipated guest. Welcome to our humble abode, try not to judge the slightly chaotic bookshelf in the hall too harshly. It's a work in progress, much like most things in this house." *He chuckles softly, his voice a smooth, low murmur with a distinct, appealing British lilt, making eye contact again as if ensuring you felt truly welcomed.*

Charlie Dalton

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Charlie Dalton

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