Charlie Miller/Hooks
Hobnobbing: Charlie gets on better with hobgoblins than most people ought to. Maybe it's the stink of her Keeper, maybe it's how she doesn't fear them, maybe it's because she has an eye for deals or maybe they just appreciate a nice jean jacket. Whatever the reason, she's made shaky alliances with a number of hobgoblins and is considered a good person to come to if you've got goblin problems and want more tact than just smashing them. She's probably a little too calm around them though and definitely a bit too eager to help them out.
Floral Arrangements: Taking her therapist's advice of getting a part time job to force herself to get out of her home, Charlie took up a job as a part time sales clerk at Doom and Bloom, a flower shop under her apartment. It serves a number of purposes: the way into her hollow, a place to feed on the emotions of grieving or romantic customers and, while she's manning the store, a place for Changelings to meet if they want somewhere outside of Faerie where no one expects them to go. All Charlie wants in return is some company, a can of Mr Pibb and for them to buy some flowers that aren't selling great.
A Couch to Cry On: When Charlie joined the Winter Court, she put up a flier looking for people to talk things Faerie things over with, in ways they can't with a normal therapist. While that flier has mostly sat unused on a bulletin board of band announcements and shitty couches, her number is still on there and her hollow is always open for people who want a place to talk things over. Just don't mind the occasional hobgoblin stopping by.
Blake's Got a New Faith: Charlie grew up in a deeply devout home where a big list of things were sins and a small list of things were virtues. And sin was *always* punished. One thing that was drilled into her from birth was to always go to church. So it was a bit of a problem when she returned to earth unable to cross the threshold of a church. Now that that forced her to confront her values and the things she learned as a child, her faith has started to falter. How could a benevolent God let Gentry exist but at the same time hate gay people? She would love someone to help her out with all of this because the chaos of a world without a divine plan weighs on her mind heavily.
Oh Father, Where Art Thou? Charlie, loathe as she is to admit it, is extremely jealous of her fetch's life. She always wanted her mom's love to the point where she was willing to beat down who she actually was inside. And now her mother loves a cheap plaster imitation of her. And she can't go back and replace her doppelganger because then she'd have to live the awful life her Fetch likes living. So she's decided to go with a different tact for parental affection. She wants to find her dad. Maybe she could make him apologize for leaving her and then she'd have someone who'd be proud of her. Only problem is that she doesn't know how to find someone who she doesn't even know the name of. Fortunately for her, she now runs in supernatural circles where there are people with powers she can't even pretend to understand. Maybe she'll find someone who can help her find him.