Charlie held one hand over his mouth, stifling a yawn as he stared out over the cafe's interior. After the huge influx of customers at the beginning of his shift, things had mellowed out and business had slowed to a reasonable level. He had still been frustrated about the whole ordeal with Vincent a...

Charlie watched as Josie left after Sierra, a look of disbelief plastered onto his face. He couldn't believe this. Josie steps up to keep Vincent away from Sierra, and immediately gets snared in his trap herself? What was WRONG with the girls around here?! Were they not aware of who they were talkin...

Charlie picked up Josie's cash and rung up her order, watching Sierra and Vincent out of the corner of his eye. Although his face maintained its usual neutral expression, within his minds storm clouds were beginning to form. Charlie might not have been able to bring himself to hate Vincent, but he s...

Charlie waved over his shoulder to Natalie as she went into the back room. "I'll try not to burn the place down." As she slipped into the door marked "Employees Only," he silently began to count down in his head. Three...two...one. Sure enough, the sound of a muffled crash echoed...

((OOC: Posting from a little terminal in Montreal, so sorry if it's a bit short. :P)) As Natalie mused about his new nickname, Charlie groaned inwardly, rolling his eyes. I hope this isn't gonna turn into a trend, he thought. It's cute when Sierra does it, but it's gonna lose its novelty quick if ev...

Charlie stared blankly onto space, his eyes shifting in and out of focus behind the lenses of his glasses as his mind floated up in the stratosphere. Business was always slow at the beginning of his shifts. The customers wouldn't start to roll in for another hour, so often he was left with little to...

Charlie stared ahead in mild surprise as Natalie yanked his apron straps in every conceivable direction. She had quite an...enthusiastic way of tying knots. She'd fit right in to "Death Note", he thought to himself with a chuckle. Finally, he felt her hands release his straps. Peering over...

((Charlie Beckwith continued from Sing Us a Song )) "Yeah, probably," Charlie answered, making his way behind the counter as well. Letting out a long sigh of relief, he looked over the counter, trailing his eyes along the bohemian paradise that lay on the other side. He loved this place. T...

"Yeah, can't really complain-" Charlie cut himself off as Natalie called out to him, reminding him that he had somewhere to be. "Ahh, dang," he mumbled. "Sorry to cut the conversation short, but I gotta get going." Sticking out his thumb, he motioned over his shoulder i...

Hearing a voice call out to him and Nat, Charlie turned his gaze to the source of the voice. Catching sight of the hand waving in the air, his eyes slowly trailed down the arm connected to that hand, down to the body of the waver. His eyes settled on the face of Ross Baker, a local football jock. Ch...

Charlie had to admit that he was a little surprised when Natalie had whipped out a smoke, but he didn't hold it against her. After all, it wasn't like he had never dabbled with them himself. Though admittedly the only time that he had smoked was a year ago when he inexplicably found a pack of unopen...

((Charlie Beckwith and Natalie Williams, Continued from Freedom! )) "I just had a thought." Charlie glanced over at Natalie walking next to him. The two of them had finally arrived at the destination, the second floor of the Promenade mall. Over the course of their trek, they had made ligh...

http://img242.imageshack.us/img242/4612/bishy.png Name: Andrew Bishop White Gender: Male Age: 18 Grade: 12 School: Bayview Secondary School Hobbies and Interests: jogging, field & track, dancing, jazz Appearance: Bishop (he prefers to be called by his middle name), is in every sense of the word...

Name: Charles "Charlie" Andrew Beckwith Gender: Male Age: 18 Grade: 12 School: Bayview Secondary School Hobbies/Interests: Video Games, Anime/Manga, Dungeons & Dragons, Fiction Novels, Writing, Piano, Music (wide variety of genres), The Internet, Volleyball, Part-Time Job at Local Caf...

"Ummm, so…there's something I was meaning to ask you, but I never got a chance." Bishop blinked quizzically as his friend spoke. Something she was meaning to ask him? His curiosity piqued, he listened intently. "I don't see you around too much nowadays, since you don't stay at church...