I think you're contractually obligated to have at least one Charlotte.
[ His eyes stay on the spider crawling around on his palm. It makes its way to the edge of his hand and he obligingly turns his wrist, allowing her to crawl over the back of his hand instead. ]
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[ His eyes stay on the spider crawling around on his palm. It makes its way to the edge of his hand and he obligingly turns his wrist, allowing her to crawl over the back of his hand instead. ]
Beyond that, I've got nothing.