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He did tremble, even as the dark stranger said 'not today' and opened a distance between the two of them. This was exciting, more exciting than most of his life, and also the only way that he knew love worked. So he stood and stared in awe as the intimidating stranger said he'd find him another day and called him love. He remained rooted in place even as the stranger took distance, his breath stuck in his throat.

Charles opened his mouth to say something in return. Something cool, like 'catcha later then' or 'I'm looking forward to it' or 'You have to catch me first'. Cool, sassy, taunting words. But as he opened his mouth, all that came out was just a little high pitched squeak from the back of his throat that was laughable at best.