[ Charlie chooses to take the fact that he agreed as a good sign. And when he pops up, she grins, brightly, hoisting herself off the bed and towards him.
Wrapping her arms around his waist, she tugs him into a hug, her face pressing against his chest as she inhales the scent of him happily, drunkenly. She's still mostly dressed from her night out with her friends, she'd managed to get her shoes off but the ridiculous bodycon dress she's wearing is still on.
The words are muffled against his shirt but still clear:]
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Wrapping her arms around his waist, she tugs him into a hug, her face pressing against his chest as she inhales the scent of him happily, drunkenly. She's still mostly dressed from her night out with her friends, she'd managed to get her shoes off but the ridiculous bodycon dress she's wearing is still on.
The words are muffled against his shirt but still clear:]
I'm glad you're here.