Charlie ^^

He's on his sofa by the fireplace, reading a book, wrapped in a warm blanket. The heavy rain outside is quite loud, pitter-pattering on his roof. Then, he hears a knock at his door. Quite puzzled at who could be at his door at this late in this much rain, he slowly puts his book down, it resting on the sofa, and stands up, walking over to the front door, his blanket still wrapped around his torso, and shoulders. He opens the door.