This wasn't normal for him, not by a long shot. But they had both been drinking and were in relative privacy, and this is what you were supposed to do at midnight, yes? At least, those were the thoughts that compelled the Gym Leader to lean and peck her cheek wordlessly. But as soon as Falkner realized what he'd done, he pulled back, keeping his eyes averted. "Sorry."
It certainly takes Charlie by surprise, and she stands there, rather stunned, for several seconds, hand rising to ghost fingers across her on lips to check if the sensation had been real. When she’s thoroughly convinced, she turns on him. “What was that?”













