08-11-2018, 01:04 AM
It wasn't uncommon for him to get up early. It usually included at least two cups of coffee, too, but that was besides the point. He usually woke up just as the sun was rising, or sometime before if he was feeling up to it. He liked getting a head-start on things, because it meant he had a few moments of free time once everything was done. He was the solitary type, so his time was often spent in the comfort of his home, reading a book while drinking tea. It was probably cliche but still cozy. A lot of people might call him boring, but he still enjoyed it.
But he was in for an interesting sight this morning. He had expected his normal routine, but instead he quickly got back-tracked as he passed down along the streets, pausing as his eye caught the bright color of someone's jacket. From what he knew, most people here in the town didn't wear such colors. They were all fairly old-fashioned, so to speak. So it was obvious this was someone that wasn't from around here. By the looks of it, they weren't the only one, either.
Shrugging his shoulders, Charlie figured he might as well be polite and welcome them, see if they needed any help or navigation. It could have been easy to get lost in the many buildings that made up Morgan Heights. "Hello. You all aren't from around here, are you? My name's Charlie," he says with a gentle smile gracing his face, studying the three of them with his one good eye. They looked odd, but not bad, just unfamiliar. "Do you need any help? I can show you around, if you would like," sure, it would throw him off schedule, but it was alright. He didn't mind all too much if it meant helping out.
But he was in for an interesting sight this morning. He had expected his normal routine, but instead he quickly got back-tracked as he passed down along the streets, pausing as his eye caught the bright color of someone's jacket. From what he knew, most people here in the town didn't wear such colors. They were all fairly old-fashioned, so to speak. So it was obvious this was someone that wasn't from around here. By the looks of it, they weren't the only one, either.
Shrugging his shoulders, Charlie figured he might as well be polite and welcome them, see if they needed any help or navigation. It could have been easy to get lost in the many buildings that made up Morgan Heights. "Hello. You all aren't from around here, are you? My name's Charlie," he says with a gentle smile gracing his face, studying the three of them with his one good eye. They looked odd, but not bad, just unfamiliar. "Do you need any help? I can show you around, if you would like," sure, it would throw him off schedule, but it was alright. He didn't mind all too much if it meant helping out.
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