[h1][color=00aeef]Charles Clocca[/color][i][/i] [/h1]

[hr]Interacting with [@AbysmalDemon][hr]

	Charles had just entered the shop when he was assaulted by a swarm [i]Measuring tapes[/i] of all things. He blinked as he quickly found himself enveloped in bright yellow tape, wrapping around his forehead and the majority of his body. He glanced around and spotted a brown haired boy that managed to free himself of the flying tailoring tools, and he waved at him, seeing the boy clearly had some knowledge of magic, and could perhaps help Charlie. He nudged himself toward the boy, only for him to stumble and nearly fall as he found that the measuring tapes had practically tied him to a nearby rack. This caused a few cloaks to flutter to the ground, and led Charlie to decide that he may be better off standing where he was. He nodded over at who he assumed was Madam Malkin, and said, "[color=00aeef]Uh, I think so?[/color]" He said uncertainly, before shifting his attention back to Callum.

	Charles waved over to the boy, trying to attract the attention of the boy from the distance he was at, "[color=00aeef]Hey, I don't suppose y-[/color]" He started to say, only for a piece of measuring tape to lodge itself into his own mouth, apparently becoming quite interested in it's potential measurements. He snorted, and laughed a bit at the ridiculousness of the situation that had arisen. He rolled his eyes, and reached his hand up to the tape, and wrestled with it, eventually causing it to fly off begrudgingly. Coughing a bit, he continued, "[color=00aeef]I don't suppose you could give me a hand?[/color]" He asked hopefully, giving him a grin and adding on,"[color=00aeef]Name's Charlie by the way.[/color]" He thought that this could be a chance for him to make his first new friend, and he really wanted it to work out.