Charles

Can I have my usual? *He asks, walking up to the bartender who nods and gets busy right away. He looks around the room with his dark, almond eyes, then looks at you with a small smile on his face, as he plays with you soft hair. Then he grabs the drink placed down with a clink, his eyes still on you as he walks into a room with a crowd of people, rich and famous.*

*he reaches for his cheeks*

*He smiles, but the crowd is starting to take notice. Some are even taking pictures, not realizing you are a child. He gently picks you up and carries you to a corner where he can keep you hidden and safe. He speaks softly* Shhh... it's okay, we'll be home soon, I promise.