Penelope!
He let out a long breath from his nose, staring up at the night sky with little interest. Charlie had started out with a lot of interest, as it seemed that the perfectly clear sky should not be wasted by being indoors, but the staring and gazing had caused his thoughts to wander and drift away from his current position on the earth. He probably shouldn't have let his mind lose itself in his thoughts, as he had a rather lovely girl lying in the grass beside him, resting just as quietly as him.

Charlie really had no idea what he was doing there with Penelope Fawcett. He'd asked her for coffee the other night, and their strange but interesting conversation from the coat closet seemed to carry over into an amusing bit of chit chat. Charlie wasn't going to bring up the fact that she'd snogged him quite thoroughly, as it was more than easy to tell that the girl was not one of his usual birds. She was beautiful, of course (that was a given, Charlie's ego only allowed so much--), but he had no desire to snog her right now. Well, no--he wouldn't oppose it, but Charlie was finding himself enjoying himself just lying there in silence.

His life was constantly moving in a whirl of action and chatter, it was just nice to be near someone who he didn't feel like he needed to impress.

"I failed Astronomy one semester," he said, moving his hands to create a pillow under his head, his eyes still locked on the sky.