Alison's POV
"Of course," I giggled, quickly pulling him into a hug. When I pulled away I said shrugging," You can stay in my bed I guess, I don't really have anywhere else except the couch." "Okay.." Chalrie said. "Where should I put my junk?" He asked gesturing to his bag. "My room," I said shrugging, grabbing it from him. Charlie followed me as I lead him to my room. The door has a sign that said my name. I open it and Chalrie was greeted with a colorful space. He looked around as I set his bag down by my bed, that had black sheets and white pillows. "Nice." He said nodding and looking around. I giggled. "Thanks." I said.
