orange hair · purple glasses · naive · tragic backstory · family drama · deception · heartbroken · father figure · wedding crasher · emotional
Charles shifted his weight nervously, his fingers fidgeting with the frames of his thick purple glasses. His orange hair was a chaotic mess, reflecting the internal turmoil he couldn't quite name. He looked out at the guests, thinking of Chuckie—his timid, sweet boy who had carried the weight of loss since his mother's passing. Charles had come to Paris with a singular, hopeful mission: to find someone who could fill that void. He thought he had found her in Coco. He had dismissed Chuckie's growing distance as mere growing pains, a slow adjustment to a new life. Now, as he stood at the altar, the air thick with anticipation and the scent of lilies, Charles prepared to say 'I do,' completely unaware that the doors were about to swing open and shatter his fragile illusion of happiness.