A Little Bit of Magic

Charlie heard the roar of the dragon as he vanished

from Romania,

It was only a quick three seconds as he traveled

across the Atlantic Ocean,

And he was in the States,

In front of a little coffee shop called, "Rome"

He needed an escape from a world he's called home

for so long,

Where dragons were not just in the movies,

But where in everyday life,

He needed a break from the crazy magic world.

He walked in the coffee shop,

Forgetting to cover up the scars on his arms,

That he is so proud,

But others look away ashamed from him.

He sat down next to a man,

In a purple scarf,

Wrapped up in his own world to notice the orange

haired man,

But Charlie could tell he had his own demons too.

It was true the FBI genius had his own demons,

That he was struggling to deal with,

But he always told himself, "A cup of coffee can

always help anything."

He really believed that.

The English man said softly,

"Hullo,

How are you?"

The waitress set down a hot cup of coffee in

front of him as she gave another to the second man.

Spencer couldn't help himself after hearing

the other man's accent, he smiled,

Then replied,

"I'm okay, I guess. Though it's two in the morning.

How are you?"

Spencer looked down seeing the man's scars,

Charlie blushed, pulling down the sleeves of his

sweatshirt,

"It's the job. Got to love, right?"

He asked nervously.

Spencer smiled at him because he understood,

Though Spencer wonder what kind of job made

him get burns like all over like he did,

They sat and talked to each to other until the bright light

shinned through the window,

Each had a new friend.

Like magic,

A friendship began,

At two in the morning,

Over a cup of coffee.