<div class="floatleft">(https://67.media.tumblr.com/c259c65ed62aedbe46cb7e1653bd4c7a/tumblr_ogphd0Kkl41rl9ejbo1_1280.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>Name:</strong> Charlotte "Charlie" Corsetti<br/><strong>Status:</strong> Employee - DJ<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong> August 1st | 7pm<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Room 6<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (https://66.media.tumblr.com/e7c6ec0a50f3e8ded8d0e933accdd2f8/tumblr_nsxd151YEi1rsw5zvo1_500.jpg) &amp; carrying the overalls she'd had on earlier<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Marco <strong>Mentioned:</strong> N/A<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong> Bounciness!</span><hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">"You are terrible, you know that?!" She whirled around to give him a mock glare but couldn't maintain it. Already a grin was threatening as she pointed at him. "I come in here and take painstaking efforts -<em>not-</em> to paw at you and treat you like a piece of meat I've yet to taste but have really been dying to and here you go and ruin it!" She was laughing just looking at him sitting there. Laughing because damn if the feel of his eyes crawling over her curves didn't make her want to strike a fucking pose. <br/><br/>It was no secret that she found Marco attractive, she'd told him quite plainly before as Charlie often preferred to dispense with the secrets and such. But she hadn't really bothered to elaborate on her thoughts concerning him specifically. Until now.<br/><br/>Dropping her bags off to the side of the bed, Charlie turned and sat down, immediately moving to mirror Marco's pose. It likely looked a little less 'casual lean' given her attire but she was actually quite at ease. She could have been completely naked and would have felt the same. CHarlie had little in the way of shame or a lack of confidence. <br/><br/>"As a matter of fact, Marco..." she let the moment draw out just a second, "I do <em>not</em> sleep in the nude. Topless, yes, but usually I have boyshorts or boxers on. I dunno why. Its just comfy." She eyed him, taking her time and disguising none of it. "Unless of course there happens to be enough body heat in my bed that the extra cloth is just uncomfortable. I prefer the body heat but it isn't always available." She shrugged and let the half truth go. In reality there was usually plenty available it was more a matter of if she wanted it or not. She was most definitely a cuddler after all. <br/><br/>Still, Charlie pressed on, licking her lips and tilting her head to the side. "Hmm... so do <em>you</em> really think you've been a good boy this year? I mean, for Christmas in August that's pretty serious. Like, you probably have to have been majorly, epically good." She considered. "And hey, what about <em>my</em> present? If you get one does that mean I get one?" Her teeth bit down into the soft flesh of her lower lip and her eyes dropped much lower than his face before rising once more. </span>