"I had to get up before fucking noon, and that's never good with my sleeping pattern. At least I got more sleep than you though," he said and grimaced. He'd lay money on Mum having woken her up too, and that was just painful. "Mum's right way more often than we want her to be, but it's not like I did much better when I moved out. Well, at least not the first time." When he'd moved out after recuperating from his lost leg his Mum had insisted on doing most of what re-packing there was herself.
Charlie was a little startled by the hug, and returned it a mite awkwardly. He liked making friends, considered himself a friendly person, but hugs from people he'd just met were a little unusual. "Merlin, yes," he said. "Feed my caffeine addiction please. And if you've got food left I wouldn't say no either." Not something he'd say to anyone who wasn't family, and maybe Romilda. "I only had one and that is not enough."