You'll Never Find Me (Charlastor)

The hope for better days

Alastor's shift had ended and he, together with Charlie, began to leave the building.

He was about to mark his work card when he looked to the side. Charlie was very close to the clocking machine with her eyes shining.

He chuckled and adjusted his glasses.

"Would you like to?" Alastor offered the card to her.

"C-Can I?" She straightens her back, and looks at the card then to him, giddily with excitement.

"Mhm." He shook the card in front of her and Charlie got it, carefully.

She stopped in front of the machine and slowly placed the card inside of it.

The blondie looked at Alastor as if she wanted to make sure it was right.

As an answer, he nods with a smile.

Charlie then looked at the machine and saw the lever.

"Out!" She smiled and Alastor nodded again. She pulled the lever and it made a loud click.

She removed the card and saw the mark was done.

"Now, the card holder." He pointed out and Charlie nodded, stepping in front of it. There were many cards there, she was trying to find an empty space for his card.

"I can't find it!" She exclaimed, squinting her eyes.

"Here." He reached for her hand while he was behind her and brought her hand to almost the top of the card holder.

There was an empty space there, almost hidden between two white cards.

She placed it there, standing on the tip of her toes since it was too high for her to reach.

"I did it!" Charlie gave a little jump while clapping.

"Wonderful, dear." He chuckled and stepped back from the girl.

Irene was at her desk, just looking at the couple and every now and then, she rolled her eyes at them.

"Thank you, Al." Charlie hugged his arm strongly, so they could proceed to their lunch.

Alastor was slowly getting used to how Charlie hugged his arm while they walked.

"Do you want to know something curious?" He started to talk while they walked out of the building.

"Sure!" She placed her cheek more against his arm while looking up at him.

"When I started working here, there weren't many of those cards. It was just a few, seven, maximum." Alastor looked down at her, smiling at how adorably her cheek squeezed against his arm looked. "It has grown a lot..."

"Because of you, then!" Charlie smiled big with a certain sparkle on her eyes.

"Huh?"

"Yes, because of your amazing work, the station grew!" Her smile was big and warm. She was picturing this in her mind: Alastor in the beginning of the station days, everybody listening to him and loving it. He was truly a star, wasn't he?

"Haha! Oh, dear! As flattered as I am, I must first thank you, and correct you. Actually, it was because of the amazing people I started to work with. Without them, the station wouldn't grow the way it did." He nodded while turning a few streets with her to arrive at their destination.

"Well, in my opinion, you are the one who entertained others. If the radio host wasn't good enough, all the other people's work wouldn't shine either." She squeezed his arm and caressed it.