Re: Charlie | Meaghan
When she took his hand, Charlie felt his heart pounding against his ribs. He pursed his lips, glancing around them. No one seemed to pay them any mind, so he took a deep breath and followed obediently.
"Very pretty," he agreed. He was relieved that he wasn't the only one to feel like everyone was looking at him, but he blushed to hear her say she'd only wanted to see him.
"Y-you're just being polite," he offered. "You've got the whole of Pride in there, after all." He watched as she held her arms, wondering if she was cold. Should he offer her his jacket? He wasn't really sure what the protocol on that sort of thing was.