Literature
CharliexHunter!Reader:A bit more than larping
"Hey Charlie," you mulled, your legs on her lap as both of you came to an end to your Harry Potter marathon. All eight movies in a row without stopping and drinking home-made butter-beer. Galloons of it. If this wasn't love you didn't know what was.
"Yeah, (y/n)..." Charlie replied, her eyes getting teary as Hagrid carried Harry's (supposedly dead body) back to Hogwarts
"We should larp the boys."
Charlie turns to you suddenly, wide-eyed, "That is the best idea you have EVER had!"
"I call Sam!" you reply quickly, giving her an ashamed side-glance.
"Sure, you can be the Moose. I think I make a better Dean anyways, with all my sex appeal."