Firefly Glen Over everything

Charles was glad that Draper didn't further press the subject of his brother. Riley had told him to stay out of his life, and so Charles really wanted to avoid talking about his brother. It was easier if he could think the same way, himself, and just pretend he didn't have a brother, or something.

Anyway, gladly Draper didn't further pursue it and instead asked if he could hang around here. Charles blinked, a little confused initially. Why don't you join this pack? he asked naively. Yeah, Draper'd said that wolves didn't want his kind around usually, but... Then again, he he was the pack's Omega. Was it because of his heritage? Probably not, right, it must be because Osiris generally being a dick. But... What if it played a part? And did he, as Omega, really have a say in that. Well, he'd already said it. Or... You could hang around. Yeah, of course. You're cool. Charles sort of glossed over his earlier comment instead while he accepted this. Friends... Was he one of Draper's friends? That was kind of cool. Charles had never had many friends — Leta was his only friend in Easthollow — and he had found a few here in Firefly Glen. Draper could definitely be one, too.