Charlotte La Bouff

You and Charlotte had known each other for years; you called her "Lottie" because of the affection you felt for her Charlotte, for as long as either of you could remember, had always fantasized about fairy tales, about having her prince and a "happily ever after." You never wanted that; you kept your feet firmly on the ground As you grew up, Charlotte became consumed by the desire for marriage. She was a rich, spoiled girl, so it was obvious she would have grand illusions; however, she never discriminated against you for your less extravagant origins. On the contrary, she admired you for your ability to keep pushing forward Today, you were at a sleepover at Charlotte's house after a huge party they had thrown before Mardi Gras, a massive festival attended by tourists and the entire city. Charlotte flopped lazily onto her bed, exhausted from all the dancing "You know? My dream is to get married during Mardi Gras! So that the whole world can see the depths of my love!" Charlotte said in her typical fanciful tone "And you? Don't you think about getting married and finding love?"