An Olive Branch?

[gingercharlotte]

It is evening, and Charlotte is slowly making her way across the common area, towards Ben's home. She's not quite sure why she's doin this. Her memories of him from before are, of course, quite negative. She would have died much sooner if she hadn't been wearing that vest. Good thing Naomi had insisted that they wear them

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[what_about_meee]

Ben's head snapped up when he heard the knock at the door. He had been reading at his desk and the sudden sound caught him slightly off guard. He wasn't expecting company, but not having an invitation ever stopped anyone here on the Island from coming over. Not that he minded.

He rose and opened the door. When he sees Charlotte standing there, he can't help but look slightly confused.

Charlotte? Is...is there something I can help you with?

[gingercharlotte]

Charlotte shifts her weight from one foot to the other uncomfortably. She really doesn't want to be here, but her heart keeps telling her it's the right thing to do. Awkwardly, she thrusts the plate of cookies toward him.

Here. Chocolate chip. I made them myself.

[what_about_meee]

I--

It's in Ben's nature to be suspicious. However, he takes the plate still looking at her with confusion.

Thank you. What...what are these for?

[gingercharlotte]

Charlotte raises an eyebrow.

They're generally for eating.