"We want the song 'Limbo' by Billie Eilish to be the main theme. Throughout the movie Lily hums a certain part...and then Liam hums another part." Dan for a second looks at Charlie confused, this isn't exactly what he had in mind. He thought that he was going to re-record 'No One's Here To Sleep' specially for the film.

The composer of the film score, Howie Davis, then leans back, looking proud that he managed to convince a trendy artist to be a part of the project. "Didn't we arrange for studio time between...us?" Dan says pointing to Howie, who is sitting on his black leather desk chair in front of his large music station.

"We did, but we want to arrange a whole record worth of work for this film. Marvel deserves to go out with a bang, right?" Dan nods his head.

Although Dan's frantic to work with Billie, he feels like he should do more for the film.

"I'm going to be taking the backseat of this project. Both you and Billie are the main composers. Just let me know whoever you want to feature on the record and I'll see to it right away." Charlie's eyes widen. She never realised that there is so much responsibility working in music, however she's thrilled that Dan's getting back in the music groove.

She's been wondering how he's been staying away from doing the thing he loves doing the most...which is creating music.

"I want Charlie involved somehow." Dan then says while the composer looks unsurely towards Aubrey who stands next to Charlie and Dan, with her lips pursed and arms tightly crossed.

"I don't see any reason why she can't help create Lady Luck's theme...since she basically knows every single thing about the character."

Aubrey is still jealous of Charlie, but it'll always stay that way.

"Ready to talk music?" The composer says looking at Charlie, who is incredibly nervous about composing the original music score. Charlie nods her head while she worms her arms up a little...just so that her hands disappear from the sleeves. She then grabs the bottom of her pink hoodies sleeves and holds the fabric over them.

Clearly Charlie is anxious.

~+~+~+~+~

Dan and Charlie stand on the London Underground on their way home from work. "You did so well." Dan praises while Charlie stands opposite him, holding onto a silver pole.

"I'm doing shit and we know it. You're doing so much better more than me, you've figured out who's on the album and...now onto the writing process." Charlie sighs as she gets defeated and incapable. Dan, however, shrugs his shoulders backward while he too clings onto the bar. He knows that she isn't doing much, but for someone who is new to the music scene, she's doing very well.

"I was like you when I first started out."

"Oh yeah?" Charlie looks at Dan intrigued with what he is going to say next. Dan is very unpredictable.

"Yeah, I was this ball of literal anxiety." Charlie then tilts her head back. She only does so because she's frustrated. According to Charlie she knows that Dan has never been disorganised in his entire life...not like how she was this afternoon. Nobody understood what she meant by 'eerie fairy tale tune'.

"What are you doing tonight, then?" Dan asks, only since that he gets the strong vibe that she wants the topic to be changed.

Charlie shrugs before itching her nose. "I'm probably going to go home, have a drink and play the tune in my head on the guitar. What about you? Doing anything fancy?" Dan's eyes widen a little, he never knew Charlie could play the guitar. She doesn't strike him as someone who has the time to learn.

Speechless, Dan lets out a laugh of disbelief. "Can you sing?" Although Charlie knows everything about Dan, he has yet to learn anything about her.

Charlie shyly smiles before nodding her head.

"Oh my god!" Dan nudges her shoulder while she looks in the opposite direction of him.

I mean...it's not that good. So it's not a Bastille standard so you can..not look at me like that. Weirdo." Charlie laughs without even looking at her boyfriend.

"I'm not looking at you...like anything" Dan blatantly lies, which is hard to do considering his face is stuck in the same 'shocked' position. Charlie then tilts her head sideways to prove a point, and she's warmly greeted by the dark blue of Dan's eyes.

"Stop it" — Charlie blushes in embarrassment while Dan's jaw is still open from shock — "Dan, knock it off. The ghosts of drunks are looking at us!" They're the only people on the tube. Of course Dan doesn't stop looking shocked, so Charlie takes it into her own hands to make him stop being an asshole. She wipes the deliberate 'shock' off of his face by placing her hand over it playfully.

"It's not that big of a deal anyway...I'm shit at singing." Charlie then mumbles under her breath.

"Sing for me then." Dan says with a smile.

Charlie shakes her head disbelieved, although she can't resist a cheeky smile. "So after all of those times I begged you to sing...and you never did...you expect me to sing?" Dan shrugs his shoulders back which aggravates Charlie, but she doesn't say anything.

Barely a seconds silence and Dan begins to sing. His voice is so loud and powerful that it fills up the entire carriage, it even shocks him. But it sounds insanely amazing. It's a cover of 'Take Me To Church' which was the song he was listening to on his Spotify app moments ago.

Charlie's jaw then drops open, as so does her head falls forwards in disbelief. "No way..." She then ecstatically shakes her head the second he stops singing. There's no way I'm going to sing after that, Charlie thinks to herself while Dan laughs. Taking her speechlessness as a compliment.

"Come on then, you're turn now. Deals a deal." Dan laughs while she points at him psychotically, at one point the carriage wobbles which makes her stand a step closer to Dan.

"First off, we never had a deal. Secondly, after all this time of me begging you to sing...it was that fucking easy?!"

"Pretty much...yeah" — Dan confesses with a stupid grin on his photogenic face — "I like being a tease and annoying you." Charlie laughs as they both then decide to have a quick smooch, before the train come to a stop and presumably picks up actual drunk Londoners.

"Please..." Dan whispers when he pulls back.

"I need my guitar, my dead dog back, and a bottle of rosé." Dan sighs with a stupid grin that's settled upon his lips, before wrapping his arm around her slim waist.

Needless to say that they're a dream team...