* 𝓮𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒆.
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swan—girl, taking a bow as the guillotine falls down.

“I doubt that we were, but if it just so happened that we were, I promise I won’t let anything happen,” he murmured quietly, finally moving to get a good look at the hotel room. His eyes found herself finally, offering her a hopefully reassuring smile. “How are you feeling?”



The door closes behind them pretty efficiently and has an auto-lock, but Charles is also ensuring to attach the chain and twist the padlock to make Ellie hopefully feel a bit more secure. He finds a nearby dresser and places her bags on top of it, glancing around the —

“Capable? Yes, sure, but I’m still carrying them. Don’t even try arguing that,” he replied hastily, standing at her side as she moved to request the key cards to the room. As soon as she was ready, he took her hand again and lead her toward the elevator so they could —

“Ah, yeah, no. You let me carry that,” he argued, quickly taking her bags into his grasp and slinging them over his shoulder. His free hand reached for hers as a way of keeping her close, guiding her inside to the main lobby. “Do I need to book the room?”

“Only if you are? You know that I’ll keep you safe, right?” he asked in a rather quiet tone, reaching out to take her hand into his as he’d done many times before, offering a comforting squeeze.

Charles had never experienced difficulty in being close with Ellie, considering how long the two of them had known one another. The pad of his thumb brushed along her bruised skin with ease, turning in his seat to offer her a goofy smile. “I’ve missed you too.”

Charles did not hesitate in the slightest as he climbed into the passenger side of her car, closing and locking the doors behind himself. His attention is quickly drawn to her face, unable to hide his expression. “Jesus, El…” he murmured, reaching out with both hands to —

Charles may have driven quite a bit faster than the speed limit allowed, though it wasn’t the first time and wouldn’t be the last. He made it to the hotel not long after their last texts together following the location she sent, stepping out and tapping on her car window.

📲: keep the doors locked 📲: if you see anyone just drive and I’ll find you 📲: on my way

Let me know then, alright? I haven’t even unpacked my things anyhow.





