Charles
Charles Wicker was struck in awe. Who wouldn’t, when just by him confirming his name, the two gentlemen in front of him known as Louis and the other one Morgan were dropping their jaws, their eyes stared at him unblinking.
Being stared like that, the old man gradually became bashful.
He cleared his throat shyly, sending a signal to those astounded people to stop fixing their glances at him. Louis quickly caught Charles’s signal and pulled up his jaw, before he tapped Morgan’s shoulder to wake him up from his daze.
“Pardon us for staring at you like that…” Louis pretended to cough.
“It’s alright. More importantly, I wondered why the both of you are so shocked to know my name. Am I that popular?”
‘It’s impossible that you weren’t popular.’ Sounded Louis’s thoughts. Charles Wic
