The Move And No Conformity

She has been so engrossed in her thought that she failed to hear him come up behind her.

"Her…" she replied disinterestedly, looking over at him, trying to figure out where she had met him before.

The expensive wristwatch on his hand cut her attention and piqued her interest further so she satt up straighter, pushing out her bossom, which was Burnley covered in a revealing tank top for his viewing pleasure.

He smiled at her, his gaze flitting down to her somewhat bosom before settling on her again.

"I have a feeling that you are the girl I've been looking for. You look so much like an actress."

Charlotte giggled at his word, feeling really pleased that he recognized her. That rarely ever happened.

Charlotte was actually a gate actress, she knew she was but somehow, the only role she ever managed to land in movies was the role of an extra. She wasn't about to tell this man that, though. The man looked like he was some big shot of some kind.