I read a post by also-a-noun and thought... what if Charlie was actually a secret but high-profile poker star who sneaks away to the nearest casino and wins millions then sneaks back to Welton in the dead of the night? Neil would be all motherly and “Charlie, you’ve got to stop this” and Charlie would say that he loved “the thrill of the unknown” and “danger pays baby” and then Charlie would drag Neil over to the Casino one night with him and they would somehow lose everything and Neil hates himself because he thinks he brought “bad luck” and Charlie would be all “no! It wasn’t your fault!” and they’d probably end up in a bed together doing unspeakable things, with one of them (probably neil) shouting out the other’s name at like 3 o’clock in the morning...
Somebody fic this pretty please? :D