"I gotta, otherwise I'd go mad, mate. I mean... three days!" Charles chuckled, a little tense. The more the situation was dawning on him, the more his heart rushed. But he always loved to see Edwin so giddy. He was so busy with his thoughts that he barely listened to Edwin, he just started to walk about the office, thinking thinking thinking...

"Huh? Just- I was thinking about writing everything down we wanna do and then hope for the best?" Charles said. Yeah, he had the idea of a list, but that was it. That was as far as he could think. "Like, we need to go to the theme park, the new rides look insane, oh, and and, what if we go to the concert tomorrow at that underground club? And-" Charles rambled on, voicing every thought the moment they came to him, as if they were too much to keep in his head anymore.