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charlie hartman. 29. younger brother. dog dad. chef at mack's bar & grill. roleplay blog only.

[merrock]

CHARACTER INFORMATION

face claim: Dylan O’Brien

full name: Charles Henry Hartman

nickname(s): Charlie, Chuck

pronouns & gender: he/him, cis man

sexuality: straight

birth date: October 7, 1993

birth place: Merrock, Maine

time in town: his entire life

housing: Coastal Area

occupation: Head Chef at Mack’s Bar & Grill

family: Member of the Hartman Family +two Australian Shepherds (Murphy & Scout)

personality: Quiet comes to mind when you think of Charlie. And when you meet him, your first impression of Charlie will probably be “Wow. He’s quiet.” But when he feels comfortable around you, he will not hesitate to be completely sarcastic and make fun of you - always coming from a loving place, of course. He’ll give you a hard time and then a big hug, if you like hugs. He respects that not everyone likes hugging. Charlie is the one you can call at three in the morning to bail you out of jail or come pick you up if your car broke down. A friend in Charlie is a friend for life and there’s little he wouldn’t do for his friends. Family dinners are just as sacred to him as hikes with his two pups (read: very sacred). He believes every menu should have an all-day breakfast section and no song can actually be “bad” if somewhere, someone can dance to it. No day can officially be started without walking up to the beach, even if it’s just to say hi to the water. A quiet start to the day for just a quiet guy.

BACKGROUND / BIO

Charlie Hartman was born to Daniel and Melissa Hartman on October 7, 1993. The youngest of the Hartman crew completed the family, joining his big sisters Olivia and Miranda. Growing up Hartman meant you were in for a better than average upbringing where around every corner you would find love, support, and well… a whole lot of heart. With two older sisters, the Hartman house was very rarely quiet. A good portion of the time, screaming filled the household. Deciphering if those screams were angry or friendly became a true skill of the youngest Hartman sibling. Charlie, instead, would like to find quiet corners of their house to spend time in, usually reading or writing or picking up one of the many instruments he plays. His favorite hideaway was the nook in the kitchen. When he got tired of the snacks already in the kitchen, he would start to see what he could make with what was left in the pantry. He may not have always known he wanted to be a chef, but he knew he wanted to continue making his own food and having his friends and family try it.

Where he would be happy being just a spectator at home, Charlie didn’t want to miss any experience in school. Learning was fun for him. Bringing home a report card with anything besides As would have been a shock to everyone who knew Charlie. He started playing football in grade school and made the varsity team his freshman year of high school. He made sure to never miss a pep rally or an art show. He participated in all four of his high school’s musicals just for the experience - even going on to play Seymour Krelborn in Little Shop of Horrors his senior year. With both of his sisters out of the house for his last few years of high school, Charlie found himself participating in anything he could. After years of trying to find the quietest places at home, Charlie kind of missed the noise.

After his high school graduation, Charlie had a hard time thinking about leaving Merrock. This was his home. Deciding there was still plenty of time to leave his hometown in the future if he decided to, Charlie opted to complete his Bachelor of Science degree online at Drexel University while taking culinary classes at a local university. By the end of the summer following his college graduation, he had been hired at Mack’s Bar & Grill as their junior chef.

Now, in 2022, almost seven years after first being hired, Charlie is now the head chef and purchasing manager at Mack’s. He loves his job and can’t see leaving Merrock any time soon - except for the occasional adventure he takes with his two pups, Murphy & Scout.

[charliehartman]

xreynadel​:

Though the exhausted near collapse onto the table made it evident just how tired Reyna was, she was also starving. “Shhh!” she couldn’t help but roll her eyes at the teasing, realistically knowing that Charlie wouldn’t offer her something he knew she wouldn’t touch. The confirmation just helped as Reyna enthusiastically opened up the pizza box, a smile still firmly on her face. She’d pretty much tortured the poor guy with her detailed tastes, food and otherwise, during the course of their relationship years ago that he probably had her specifications burned into memory. As did every other close person in her life. Part of her was proud of that, no matter how difficult it could make her come cross. It meant people cared. “Of my own doing, for the most part,” she admitted, with a tired sigh. Sure, her actual work day had run long itself but she had also taken the evening to pull down two offices worth of birthday decorations, as well as restock everyone’s snack drawers for the month. Look, there were certain things she just didn’t trust anyone else handling and office snacks was one of them. Reyna reached for a slice of the pizza, immediately taking a bite as she simultaneously motioned for Charlie to sit with her. Last thing she wanted to do was prolong either of their nights but she figured splitting a pizza and the opportunity to catch up for a bit couldn’t hurt. 

⎺

“Was there a real estate emergency? Or was this a Reyna emergency?” Charlie asked, his voice lower after being shushed. He sat down at the table across from her. As close as they were, Charlie knew the workload on her plate would have been cut in half if she let other people help her with things. Because of how close they were, Charlie knew that was also not likely to ever actually happen. There were things that just couldn’t get done unless she did them herself. Helping himself to a slice of the pizza, Charlie took a bite as he looked over at her.

[charliehartman]

libbystcwart​:

Libby’s brows pulled together in interest as he spoke, a laugh escaping her throat before she decided to speak. Cheese pizza wasn’t bad in her books, it was simple. And simple was good sometimes. “Nah, I think you’re right. The classics are classics for a reason, yeah?” As she pulled open the box and took a slice out, she watched as she got the perfect cheese pull, her fingers moving to disconnect her slice from the rest of the pizza. “Consider it a deal! And yeah, it’s the twenty-third.” she nodded, “I came three weeks early.”

⎺

“Yeah, they earned their ‘classics’ title. Might as well keep them around,” Charlie said, a small laugh escaping. “Three weeks, huh? I think that gives you the right to party from the twenty-third until your due date. That is how birthdays work, right? Any plans for the big day... or month-long celebration?”

[charliehartman]

brooksienewman​:

“it’s not your ability as a chef I doubt,” Kellan commented, “moreso your ability to not torment me when presented with the opportunity.” He smiled at the younger man. “It’s been alright, busy but who isn’t this time of year, you know?” He lifted a slice of the pizza, pretending to inspect it closely for spit and debris. “How’s life treating you?”

⎺

“Well - yeah, that’s pretty much a given. Twenty-nine years and I don’t see me able to change my ways now,” Charlie said, a slightly devious smirk playing on his face. “I feel like everyone is running around with their heads chopped off practically. People need to remember rest is a thing.” Charlie shrugged at the question. “Life’s been... life’s definitely been kinder. But you know, it’s all good.”

[charliehartman]

viviennefaye​:

Somehow Thanksgiving had come and went with a blink of the eyes which meant Vivienne was staring down the barrel of finals before the holiday season. Despite what you would think, Vivienne did better studying when surrounded by sound and chaos. It made her feel less alone. Plus maybe she was still caught up in the back and forth with Dane and whatever was not going on between them. Flipping a page in her book she knew the place was getting ready to close as she scribbled at the notebook, brushing fingers through her blonde hair before hearing someone approach. She was about to say she knew they were closing and was going to be leaving before a box was placed down. 

Glancing up she raised a brow, her stomach rumbling as she could smell the pizza inside of the box. “Are you offering to feed me because you know after all this studying I forgot to eat…” 

⎺

“One of the waiters might have mentioned something about someone sitting at a table for hours and not even asking for another water. Peeked out, saw it was you and figured time must have slipped away from ya. Lucky for you, someone cancelled this pretty delicious pizza after it had already gone in the oven,” Charlie said with a smile. “You can’t do any effective studying on an empty stomach.” That much was true - at least for him. Any kind of work on an empty stomach always seemed impossible to complete.

[charliehartman]

docolives​:

WHO: Livvy & Charlie – @charliehartman​

WHERE: around Merrock

WHEN: November, 2022

The holidays felt different this year; instead of going home to show off her purchases to her husband, Livvy knew that her night would be spent at home with Mallow and bags full of goodies. But it didn’t mean she couldn’t enjoy her outing with her little brother, tickled pink that he had agreed to go shopping with her. Donning a warm sweater and even warmer boots, she glanced up at the shop fronts as they passed before letting out a small gasp, reaching to grab Charlie’s arm as they passed by a clothing boutique. “You know what we should get?” she asked, eyes sparkling, “matching Christmas sweaters! We can get one for Mandy, too!”

⎺

In a funk would have been an understatement to describe how Charlie was as of late. With the holiday season officially upon Merrock, Charlie would usually be decorating, trying to get ahead on gift shopping, and being an all around menace for anyone not ready to celebrate just yet. Recently, however, if it wasn’t for work, he didn’t really leave his house - a house that was still very much undecorated. When his sister called asking to go out and Charlie couldn’t think of a good enough excuse not to, so here he was walking around Merrock. Looking through the boutique window, Charlie made a face. “I don’t know. You and Mandy were always the ones matching. I was just in something that lightly coordinated with whatever it was you two were wearing.”

[charliehartman]

mcndyhcrtmcn​:

You know… I’ve been meaning to ask you for your cookie recipe. It’s Christmas cookie season and I’m in the mood to make some. I also wanted to ask you how you been, baby brother! It’s been a hot minute since I’ve seen you and I’ve missed you. I’m still in the process of convincing Livvy to let me get a fluffy cow. @charliehartman​

⎺

You’re gonna have to be more specific about which cookie you want the recipe to. But whichever one you want, just let me know. It’s yours. I’ve been fine. You know how it is.. Yeah. Sorry for falling off the face of the earth there. I was gonna have one waiting for her at her house when you guys got back from the trip. But I really didn’t feel like getting in trouble.

[charliehartman]

brooksienewman​:

The truth is, the colder weather often had Kellan feeling a little bit stir crazy, so more often than usual, he’d wander out to spend a night eating a meal or sharing good company. He wasn’t doing anything bad, maybe having a beer with his meal at most, but seeking out human company as the winter slowly settled in. He started shaking his head when he saw Charlie approach. “Did you spit on it?”

⎺

“Spit on it? What kind of chef do you take me for, Brooksie boy?” Charlie asked as he pulled out a chair at the table. “No. There is no spit in the pizza. I may have dropped it on the floor a couple of times. But I think it held up okay,” he joked, taking a seat. “How’ve you been, dude?

[charliehartman]

dylanprice​:

Who: @charliehartman​

Where: Dylan’s house on the coast

When: November 23, 2022

The timer on the oven dinged, signaling the turkey was finally done. Moments later, another bell rang from the front door. With his oven mitts already on and his focus strictly on the small turkey in the oven, he nodded toward the front door. “Do you mind getting the door, bud?” he asked his ten-year-old son. Caleb happily sprung to his feet, scurrying down the hallway and towards the front door. A wide smile spread across the kid’s face as he was greeted by one of his favorite people, his uncle Charlie. After attacking him with a bear hug, Caleb led the way toward the kitchen. “Perfect timing,” Dylan said with a warm smile. “We’re just waiting on the most important Thanksgiving item…mac and cheese obviously.” 

⎺

Charlie was unsure how many Thanksgiving meals he would consume this week. Not that he minded. He was looking forward to every single one of them. But the small Friendsgiving meal at the Price household always made it’s way to the top of the list. “Ah! There’s my favorite guy,” Charlie said when he saw Caleb answer the door, returning the hug. Closing the door behind him, he followed Caleb into the kitchen. “Of course,” Charlie said at the comment of the mac and cheese. “Let’s not forget about dessert though. Step aside ice cream empire. Tonight, we’re eating brookeos with as much icing, whipped cream, and sprinkles you want.” Charlie placed the tray down on the counter before pointing to Caleb. “So don’t forget to activate your second stomach for after dinner.”

[charliehartman]

xreynadel​:

There was really no reason for Reyna to be leaving the office this late, but she had spent the night cleaning up the remainder of birthday decor left up in Raf and Vince’s offices from the day before. Always one for the excuse not to cook for herself, she checked her phone for the time as she left the office building. Hopefully she could make it down the street before Charlie shut down the kitchen at Mack’s. 

Walking into Mack’s, Reyna beelined it for the table closest to the kitchen. She was setting her belongings down when she saw Charlie approaching. “Only if it’s plain or pepperoni..” she eyed the pizza box he set in front of her with hesitation. Reyna was particular, and that included food. Between her suspicious glances at the box however, she was managed to smile up at Charlie. “Hi..”

⎺

“Leave it to you to be the person to turn down free food,” Charlie teased as he sat down at the table. “Don’t worry. It’s just a large cheese pizza. I wouldn’t dare to give you a pizza with any other kind of toppings on it.” Charlie looked over at her with a smile. “Hi. Long night?” It was clear Reyna had just come from the office. Considering regular business hours, to see her here now, definitely made for a very long day.

[charliehartman]

cagenewman​:

Black Friday and Small Business Saturday were right around the corner, and Cage could feel it. Sore back, aching feet, tired eyes; yeah, it was definitely that time of year. And that meant that he had very little desire to actually do any cooking at night. He checked his watch as he stepped out of his truck, realizing that Mack’s was probably closed – or closing – for the night, but it was worth a shot. Charlie liked him enough, right? As he sat at one of the empty tables, he pulled out his phone, firing off a text to Colton about hoping he was alright and safe and sound in bed before glancing up at the sound of a box hitting the table, and then a familiar voice.

“Just so you know, it doesn’t count as a Christmas present,” he replied with a grin, pushing out the chair across from him. “How’d you know that I was pretty much starving tonight?”

⎺

“If that doesn’t count as a Christmas present, then you’re just not getting a Christmas present. Sorry. I don’t make the rules.” Charlie sat down in the chair that was pushed out for him, opening the pizza box and taking a slice out. He held it up to Cage in a sort of cheers / thank you way before taking a bite. “I’ve known you for twenty-nine years now. I don’t think there has ever been a moment when you haven’t been starving. I’ve lost a lot of my food to you over the years.”

[charliehartman]

libbystcwart​:

Libby didn’t know how she managed to stay at Mack’s for a near three hours sitting at a table by herself, scarfing down an entire meal that could feed an army of teenage boys and checking off lists for Polished Brass as the store geared up for the upcoming weekend, but she somehow did it. Maybe it was the post-vacation blues that were starting to get to her or maybe it was the fact that she was turning another year older sooner rather than later that made her want to find comfort in a good cheeseburger and fries. One of her go-to favorite meals when she needed to de-stress. Checking her phone to see the time and watching as people were starting to leave, Libby wiped off her hands on a napkin before reaching in her purse to grab some cash to leave a tip. It wasn’t until she heard a voice she knew all too well reach her ears before she looked up with a smile on her face.

Her brows lifted up as she looked at the pizza box that was now sitting in front of her, along with the person who put it there. “Wouldn’t ever dream of it.” Libby spoke as a smile appeared on her face. Even though she had dinner a few hours ago, she could never turn down free food. “What kind of pizza is it?”

⎺

Once Libby had hit the two-hour mark, Charlie knew she wasn’t leaving until the place closed down. No one could nurse a cheeseburger and fries for that long - she was definitely working on something. So knowing the cheeseburger was long gone, the pizza just made sense. “It’s a little boring. Just a plain cheese pizza. But I always think you can never go wrong with the classics. Consider it an early birthday gift. Tomorrow, right? The twenty-third?” 

[charliehartman]

who: anyone (closed - capping at 5) where: mack’s at closing

The shifts going into a holiday always felt longer - especially in the restaurant world. The menu was always slightly expanded to add in a few holiday specials and people were eating out more in preparation to spend all their time cooking later in the week. With the kitchen finally closing for the night, he was boxing up the last to-go order when he got the notification that the order had been cancelled. Looks like Charlie just got himself a free pizza for the night.

Walking out of the kitchen and into the dining area, Charlie saw a familiar face. Walking over to them, he put the box down on the table in front of them. “Don’t say I never got you anything.”

[dylan-rhodesobrien-deactivated2]

[charliehartman]

natealxander​:

Does anyone have a go-to song in the morning? Get the hyped before they start their day? Cause mine has been Coma by Buckethead for the last decade. Think the air guitar playing puts me in a better mood. If that doesn’t work for me, then I play Twisted by Keith Sweat. Either way, my mirror is getting a performance. I’m thinking that I need to update my playlist. I’m curious to see what songs you go with. Or better yet, how do you start your day?

Mm... Personal preference is I like to start my mornings blasting Demi Lovato singing “Who Will I Be” as I recreate the opening montage to Camp Rock. Really puts me in the right headspace to conquer the day. Nah. In all seriousness it changes every day. I just throw on spotify and if I have to skip a song or two, that’s what I do.

[charliehartman]

rhys-sinclair​:

“Right. Much easier to make it tomorrow’s problem, then forget about it tomorrow. Nice, I’ll try to stop by. That is, I’ll definitely pin all my hopes on you and swing by at an unreasonable hour. Been working there long?”

“Aw man. Not a lot of pressure at all. I’ll have to camp out there just so I don’t let down all your hopes. Yeah, a little more than seven years now? Started out as a junior chef right after I graduated college.”

[charliehartman]