“Charming” is supposed to be this abstract concept of politeness and decency, holding doors and offering seats and a good smile. It’s a TV gimmick that makes you fall in love with the hero and grudgingly respect a villain every once in a while.
But I swear that in his case “charming” must be an actual object, a piece of witchcraft hidden behind his scrappy, flighty, fierce exterior. There has to be something behind this hopeless entanglement, some... spell no one can see or feel or make any sense of.
Because he can only charm me. And I’m charmed hard.
But I swear that in his case “charming” must be an actual object, a piece of witchcraft hidden behind his scrappy, flighty, fierce exterior. There has to be something behind this hopeless entanglement, some... spell no one can see or feel or make any sense of.
Because he can only charm me. And I’m charmed hard.
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I dunno. It makes me laugh though.
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