Much as she tries not to grin about it, she does. Years after Nepal and Borneo and Nate's ridiculous jokes and she still can't stop herself from reacting when a charm's involved; some habits never fade. And that usual leather jacket of his is strung up just where he said it'd be, but Chloe bypasses it, moves it aside for the thick winter coat hidden away on the lower hook. Charlie might love his leather, but with snowfall thick as anything and his flesh all stitched up under that cast, he's wearing wool.
"Here you go." Coat held up on display in her hands the way a matador holds their cloak.
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Much as she tries not to grin about it, she does. Years after Nepal and Borneo and Nate's ridiculous jokes and she still can't stop herself from reacting when a charm's involved; some habits never fade. And that usual leather jacket of his is strung up just where he said it'd be, but Chloe bypasses it, moves it aside for the thick winter coat hidden away on the lower hook. Charlie might love his leather, but with snowfall thick as anything and his flesh all stitched up under that cast, he's wearing wool.
"Here you go." Coat held up on display in her hands the way a matador holds their cloak.