Love and Charm

Love and Charm

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What people tend to not understand is that even if we have a hard time showing it, we have very big emotions. When we're sad, we're devastated. When we're angry, we're secretly foaming at the mouth. And when we're happy, we're on Cloud 9. We can be so consumed by our emotions that we just explode out of the blue because we can't contain it. And we tend to bottle it up until that explosion because we either don't know how to tell people what we need or we're scared to. Niall Kelly is a struggling musician in the great city of Maywood, CA living with his best friend, Less Samuels. One night, he and Less go to a pub to view the band Black MIdnight, where Niall meets Baby Ross, an autistic young woman with a passion for music and art. And his life will never be the same.
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